Chapter 49 What's Your Real Deal?

Damn it! Caught red-handed! Violet Leach clutched Wesley Merritt's shirt, her fingers tightening with tension. Run? No—she wasn't the Violet Leach of her past life. Back then, she was the Lone Wolf. The name spoke for itself—no ties, no bonds, utterly alone. But now, there was someone she cared about. Caleb Leach—she couldn't abandon him. So running wasn't an option. If she couldn't run, she needed a plausible excuse. Breaking into a man's room at midnight and getting caught in the act—finding a convincing reason wouldn't be easy! As Violet struggled to think, Wesley stepped in front of her. "Look up at me." Hearing his voice above her, Violet's scalp prickled. Look up or not? Avoiding his gaze would make her seem guilty. But if she looked up, what if he saw through her? Before she could decide, his fingers gently seized her chin, lifting her delicate face to meet his. Violet froze. What was going on? Why did he look… pleased? "Tell me, what exactly is your purpose?" Her heart plummete