When Love Turns Dangerous novel Chapter 111

Tara was too happy to notice the Cullinan gliding past.

The interview had gone so well that she planned to treat herself to a nice dinner.

She approached her building, humming, when something in the corner of her eye made her pause. Across the street, in the open-air parking lot, a figure caught her attention.

She glanced, looked away, then froze.

Among the few parked cars, one stood out—a sleek black Cullinan. Leaning against it was a man in a black shirt and slacks, tall and refined, with a cool, composed air.

His dark eyes locked onto her.

Tara's heart skipped. Lance.

He stood still, watching her without expression, gaze sweeping over her with a quiet intensity. His presence made her breath hitch.

How did he find her?

Before she could move, Lance pushed off the car and walked toward her. He came to a stop before her. The faint scent of oud drifted over, tinged with something darker.

"You used me and dumped me," he said, voice calm but sharp enough to make her flinch.

Tara instinctively stepped back, stunned. She could barely form a proper sentence.

"I… You misunderstood. That's not what happened," she stammered.

Lance closed in on her. "Explain yourself. I'm listening."

Tara shook her head nervously. She couldn't explain, and she really had used him. That much was true.

"We're worlds apart," she said. "You probably only see places like this on TV. I'm just someone trying to get by. This was always going to end. Maybe we never should've started."

Lance was unbothered. "As long as you're willing, none of that matters."

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