SOPHIA’S POV
By the time we stepped out of the car, I had already fixed my hair and dress. Jace was looking composed.
No one would know we just had wild s*x in the back of his car with the driver in the front. Except for the look the driver gave me as I stepped down told me exactly the opposite.
Jace held my hand as he led me into the reception area where I saw two people I wasn’t expecting to see all the way here in Switzerland.
Beverly and Anita.
My steps faltered but Jace’s grip on my hand tightened like he already knew I wanted to turn back.
“What the hell are they doing here?” I hissed under my breath, leaning toward Jace.
“I have no idea.”
I wanted to rip my hand from his but his hold only got firmer and I hated how steady he looked while my pulse was pounding in my ears.
