Marcus POV

I sat alone in the suite in my office. It had become my own bedroom, as I spent most of my time here. The silence was almost suffocating. It felt too quiet, almost as if the entire world had paused around me.

My fingers drummed nervously against the edge of my bed. My mind kept returning to the nightclub, to the moment I saw Taylor.

Her eyes had locked onto mine, cold, calculating, as if she knew everything about me in an instant. I always thought she was audacious to walk up to me, but I didn’t give it much thought.

And the men she was hanging around...