Chapter 293

Dawn broke as the luxury cruise finally docked.

Vivian stood on the deck, the sea breeze tangling her hair. Something felt off—the Dark Web contract showed as accepted, yet the night had passed without incident.

Ethan approached her. "What's on your mind?"

"Nothing," she murmured.

Her gaze swept the bustling pier. An unseen presence prickled her instincts, but the crowd made it impossible to identify friend from foe.

"I'll drive you home," Ethan offered.

Vivian jingled her car keys. "No need. I've got my own ride."

In one swift motion, Ethan snatched the keys and tossed them to Finn. "No one drives exhausted."

Finn fumbled the catch. "Uh...maybe I could hitch a ride?"

Ethan's glare silenced him instantly.

"I'll ride with Finn then." Vivian reached for the keys.

Without warning, Ethan scooped her into his arms.

"Put me down!" She clenched her fists, ready to strike.

He carried her toward the lead vehicle—a sleek black Maybach—and deposited her in the backseat.

"This is kidnapping!" Her voice turned glacial.

The door slammed shut. "To the family estate," Ethan commanded the driver.

Just as Vivian prepared to retaliate, his hand closed over hers. His voice dropped to a velvet whisper. "Just one look. Please?"