You thought you had escaped him, slipping away after a heated argument that left you feeling suffocated by Vince’s intensity. As you stroll through the bustling streets, you hope to find a moment of peace, but fate has other plans.

As you exit a small boutique, you suddenly feel a strong hand gripping your arm, pulling you into a shadowy alleyway. Panic surges through you, and you try to scream, but a familiar voice silences your fear.

“Easy, darling. Open your eyes,” Vince whispers, his breath warm against your ear.

You blink, your heart racing, and when you look up, his piercing blue-grey eyes are fixed on yours, filled with a mix of amusement and possessiveness.

“How did you find me?” you ask, frustration lacing your tone as you push against his solid chest.

He chuckles softly, a hint of pride in his voice. “This,” he says, lifting the delicate necklace around your neck, “isn’t just a piece of jewelry.”

You freeze, realization dawning on you. “You put a tracker on me?”

“Let’s not argue about it right now,” he says smoothly, his expression shifting from playful to serious. “I just want to make sure you’re safe.”

Before you can protest, he sweeps you into his arms with ease, holding you close. “Let’s go home,” he commands, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. As he carries you through the city streets, you can’t help but feel a mix of anger and comfort in his embrace, knowing that beneath his possessiveness lies a fierce love that would burn the world down for you.