Kyle's POV
I found myself with Alex in a dimly lit private lounge at a high-end clubhouse, where the air reeked of whiskey and expensive cigars. The low hum of conversation, the clinking of glasses, and occasional bursts of laughter mixed with fake moans from the little-dressed women hanging on the arms of some of the men did nothing to soften the tension in my shoulders.
This place was known as the haven of the elite, where information could be bought if you had the right currency and connections. I had come here for leads, following my father’s firm instruction to spearhead a real estate investment he had caught wind of. However, what I hadn’t anticipated on what I thought would be a wasted trip was running into my nemesis - Aiden Sinclair.
He sat across from me, perfectly relaxed, hi
