Chapter 32:Gifts and Confrontations

(Scarlett's POV) The early morning air was crisp and cool as the coastal breeze fluttered through my hair. Roman's car glided smoothly along the winding road, Hunter’s sharp eyes on the rearview mirror. We were far from the city, the horizon opening up to endless waves of blue. I couldn’t help but lean closer to the window, drawn in by the scent of sea salt and the sound of crashing tides in the distance. "Where are we going?" I asked, my voice a mixture of curiosity and hesitation. Roman, seated beside me, wasn’t volunteering information beyond the occasional glance in my direction, as if gauging my reaction to every turn the car took. Hunter chuckled softly from the driver’s seat. "Patience, Little Wolf. You’ll see soon enough." I narrowed my eyes at him through the rearview mirror but didn’t press further. Roman remained silent, his gaze fixed ahead, except for the faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. That calm confidence of his never failed to intrigue and infuriate m