C93 Chapter 93

Bastian’s pov

The world outside the penthouse was silent, the glittering skyline of New York mocking me with its indifference. Inside, however, the air vibrated with tension. My fists clenched at my sides as I paced, my breaths shallow and rapid. Rage simmered beneath my skin, coiling tighter with every passing second.

It had been a whole day and she was still gone.

Melia. Gone