ROSALIE's POV
The plan was working perfectly. Ever since I won the game, Finn’s eyes hadn’t left me. He watched my every move, analyzing me like a hawk. I didn’t know what Marco wanted from me for the next phase of the plan, and that terrified me. Trusting him this much… it was ridiculous. Every second that passed only reminded me that Marco didn’t feel a thing for me. He wanted Finn to take me away from him, and if I wanted to complete the mission and get paid, I had no choice but to let that happen.
After the game, Finn had invited us up to the terrace for drinks. The open air was a relief after the suffocating atmosphere of the casino. My headache had dulled but still lingered. The ocean breeze on my skin was a welcome distraction. Yet, I couldn’t shake the image of Marco’s face after
