SOFIA'S POV

“I don’t want the debt to end.”

The words left my mouth before courage could fail. I stood in the doorway of Luca’s bedroom just after midnight, naked under the shirt I’d stolen from his chair, bare feet silent on the hardwood. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, watching me with those unreadable dark eyes. The city glowed behind him through the open curtains.

He didn’t speak. Just waited.

I stepped inside. “My brother is safe. The rival crew is gone. You could release me tomorrow and the life debt would be paid.” My voice shook, but I kept going. “I...