When Love Turns Dangerous novel Chapter 114

Tara said quietly, "We'll see."

Her vague response didn't faze Lance. His expression stayed as calm and cold as ever. He didn't care what Tara thought.

She always seemed to want to distance herself from him, though he couldn't understand why.

Tara, on the other hand, was still worried about the story's plot. She doubted it would change so easily. Avoiding the male leads seemed like the safest way to prevent disaster if things really went off-script.

But when she looked at Lance sitting across the table, his words made it clear—he wouldn't let her walk away on her own terms. She wondered if it might be easier to just go along with it.

…

Around 9:00 pm that night, someone knocked on Tara's front door. Lance was in the shower, and she was watching TV in the living room.

When she heard the knocking, she was confused. Who would show up at this hour? She hadn't ordered food, and delivery drivers usually left packages in the locker downstairs.

The knocking continued.

Tara peeked through the peephole and saw Soren standing outside.

Impatience was written all over his face. He had been knocking for a while without a response and was clearly eager to see her.

Panic rose in Tara's chest. How did Soren even find her here?

She glanced toward the bathroom. Lance was incredibly possessive.

Then she looked back at the door. Soren, just as possessive and not easily fooled, was still knocking.

This was bad. What if the two of them ended up fighting over her?

Tara was frustrated. She had no intention of opening the door and hoped Soren would just give up and leave.

But reality was rarely so kind. He had already found out where she lived; he wouldn't leave without seeing her. And even after seeing her, he still wouldn't back down.

Taking a deep breath, she knew her window was narrow. With Lance still in the shower, she had to open the door quickly and somehow make Soren disappear. Otherwise, the door was going to open regardless.

If Lance came out, heard the knock, and saw Soren through the peephole… he'd open it and…

Tara shivered at the scene that played out in her mind. She didn't even dare imagine how disastrous that confrontation would be.

Steeling herself, she opened the door. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears.

Soren's eyes landed on her the moment the door opened. Tara stood in an off-white nightgown, her dark hair hanging loosely around her shoulders. Her stunning face was bare, but she looked ethereally beautiful.

It was the first time he'd seen her like this, and he took a long, measured look at her.

Then he laughed softly. "Tara, you disappeared without even saying goodbye. Is this how you treat me?"

Tara looked anxious. "I have my reasons. Can we talk another day? Or maybe over the phone?"

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