Lila's POV
Grant called me back two days later with his terms, voice dripping with that same paranoid suspicion he'd carried his whole miserable life.
"Hotel Meridian. I'll text you the room number an hour before." His tone was clipped, businesslike, none of the sly mockery from before. "And don't think about pulling anything cute. No cameras, no gang of biker friends waiting to jump me, no funny business of any kind. I will end them all."
"Wasn't planning on it." I rolled my eyes even though he couldn't see me. "I just want this over with, Grant. You get what you always wanted and I get mine. That is freedom."
"My men will be posted at the gate, the lobby, and outside my door. Full detail." He said it like a threat, like I should be shaking in my boots at the mention of his precious m
