HERA’S POV
As soon as we landed at the private airport of the Sanders family, Felix's henchmen were already there, waiting for Inigo and me. To our surprise, one of them opened the plane's door. Inigo held my hand even tighter.
"Welcome back, Young Master," said the one who opened the door respectfully, and I think he was Inigo's father's caretaker.
"What are you doing here?" Inigo's voice carried authority. "Get out of our way so we can leave."
Suddenly, one of the henchmen stepped forward and opened the plane's door, blocking our way out. Inigo's grip on my hand tightened even more as he scanned the group of bodyguards surrounding us.
"Let's go home, Young Master," the Sanders family's caretaker said politely but with authority.
"Let us pass," Inigo warned, his voice low and danger
