Alaric’s POV:
“We got her out, sir. She’s home safe, like you asked.” Trip’s gruff voice sounded out of my phone’s speaker.
I rose to my feet, making my way toward the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse. My hand curled at my side, the other tightening around the phone pressed to my ear.
Fucking hated this.
“Good,” I replied coolly. “Don’t let her out of your f*****g sight.”
I started to end the call, but Trip called out again. “Sir, what about Tyler Cross? What happens when he gets back from work and sees his missing girlfriend on the couch or something?”
My lips twitched in annoyance. “Nothing happens. Juniper will want to tell him the entire truth. Let her. It’s about time he knows I have his ex-fiance in my possession. Maybe then he’ll fully understand what he walked into b
