Nova adjusted the strap of her fitted blazer as she settled in her seat. Bentley sat across from her, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, scanning the discreet and exclusive clientele of the restaurant. The atmosphere was buzzing but Nova had no interest in their surroundings right now.
She leaned forward slightly, her voice dropping just enough for it to be heard only by him. “We both know that Savannah won’t stop, Bentley. She’s already targeting us, and I can feel that I’m the next person she wants to deal with. I have always been the person she wanted to deal with. She only went for Chloe because she was involved with me. And for a second I thought she had a hand in what happened to Austin," she said as she continued eating. "We have to stay ahead of her. I don’t think she’ll stop
