CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN – JUST WANNA HAVE FUN

As soon as they were out of sight, Milo let out a long breath. "Well, that was exciting, wasn't it?" Rebecca stared at him in disbelief. "Exciting? We were almost... I don't even know what would have happened if they hadn't backed down!" Milo chuckled, patting her on the shoulder. "Welcome to the world of international intrigue, my dear. It's not all glamour and martinis, I'm afraid." As the adrenaline began to fade, Rebecca felt a mix of emotions wash over her. Fear, exhilaration, and a growing realization of just how deep she had gotten herself. "Milo," she said quietly, "what exactly have I gotten myself into?" He regarded her with a softer expression than she had seen yet. "That, my dear Rebecca, is a very good question. And one I'm not entirely sure I can answer. But I can tell you this: you're stronger than you think. Luca chose you for a reason, and it wasn't just for your pretty face." As they continued their journey, the sun beginning to dip towards the horizon, Rebecca