A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Several years had passed, and the man had changed almost beyond recognition.

His features were sharp and chiseled, every line of his face cold and distant. He stood tall and straight, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit. A wooden prayer bracelet circled his wrist, an odd, earthy touch that only emphasized the sense of aloofness he carried with him. There was an intimidation about him–a pressure that came from years of being in command, the kind that made people instinctively keep their distance.

He was no longer the boy she used to chase after, calling him “brother” with childish affection. Whatever had once connected them was gone. They were different people

now.

A crowd gathered around him, but unlike Frank, whose charm and courtesy won over every room, Rowan only acknowledged the attention with a curt nod. Whether people sought his approval or tried to flatter him, he remained silent, barely bothering to speak. His dark eyes drifted past her with idle indifference, then moved on, as if she were a

stranger.

“Elissa?”

Cliff appeared at her side, his timing a welcome relief. The tension finally eased from her shoulders. “Come on, it’s time for the ribbon–cutting.”

“Yes, of course.” Elissa replied quickly, determined to ignore the eyes she could feel on her back. She wasn’t the one who’d done something wrong all those years ago. What did she have to be afraid of?

The ribbon–cutting was held at the front entrance of the institute. As she stepped outside, Elissa saw that everything was ready. The staff waited, scissors in hand, for the guests of honor to take their places.

Elissa and Cliff, representing Aaron, were given spots close to the center. The winter wind stung her cheeks, but she forced herself to focus, accepting the scissors from a staff member and listening intently to the host’s speech. All she needed to do was cut the ribbon, and she could leave.

“I never imagined you’d find time to attend in person,” the institute director gushed as he led Rowan to the center. “If I’d known, I would have picked you up from the airport myself. I hope you’ll forgive the inadequate welcome.”

Since Rowan had taken the helm of the Murphy family, he’d thrown himself into the medical field with ruthless efficiency. Now, not only did he own elite private hospitals, but also some of the world’s top research facilities. Everyone wanted a connection with him.

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When the invitation went out, no one expected Rowan himself would actually show up.

Hearing the voices, Elissa turned slightly and saw the tall, imposing man standing at her side. Her knuckles whitened around the scissors. She didn’t even have to look–his subtle, woodsy cologne was the same one she’d known since childhood.

Rowan took his place beside her, his voice even and distant as he responded to the director. “You flatter me.”

As he moved, his elbow brushed lightly against Elissa’s arm, but he didn’t seem to notice. He didn’t spare her so much as a glance.

Mr. Murphy. The words drew a clean, unmistakable line between them.

Rowan met her gaze. “Then get in.”

“No, thank you.”

He glanced back toward the institute. “Do you want to stand here until everyone else comes out and sees that you know me?”

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She frowned, jaw tight, and got into the car with brisk efficiency, making it clear she didn’t appreciate being maneuvered.

No one spoke. The silence in the car was heavy and uneasy.

Then, as the car made a turn, Elissa finally broke it. “This isn’t the way to the hotel.”