Victor’s POV
“She is coming to your house,” the voice said.
“Who are you...”
The call cuts off before I can finish.
I stare at my phone, irritation flaring. The audacity. I call back immediately, but it goes straight to voicemail.
Damn it.
Why is Alice coming here? This is the first time she’s ever stepping into my house.
I straighten, already shifting into control mode.
“Get the place ready,” I instruct my men. “She’s coming. Let her in when she arrives.”
“Yes, boss.”
I end the call and turn to the staff.
“Everything must be spotless. Lock all restricted rooms. No mistakes.”
I don’t want her wandering into parts of my world she’s not ready to see… or worse, parts that would make her run from me completely.
My phone rings again.
“Boss, she’s here.”
My pulse s
