Aliyah's p.o.v
Ottavio was by the corner telling Brown the situation. With the look on his face, I would bet Brown wasn't taking it well. The meeting was scheduled for this evening and by the looks of things, we would have to sleep over here in this cold city.
A chill ran through me as my teeth clattered. My panic had subsided before the jet landed all thanks to Ottavio. He might have had harsh words for me back in Italy, but somehow, he’d talked me out of my fear… and touched me in a way no one ever had.
I watched him end the call and walk toward me, his jaw tight, tension rolling off him like heat from a furnace. “We’ll sleep at a hotel tonight,” he said flatly, shoving his hands into his coat pockets. “It’s too cold to wait around here.”
I simply nodded, my lips trembling as the win
