Cole’s POV

I had just started calming Emily down when the doorbell rang.

She was still pressed against my chest, her breathing steadying, but I could feel the tension in her body. My hand rested on the small of her back, my other one brushing her hair as I exhaled. The last thing we needed was more bullshit tonight.

James, one of my security team members, stepped in. His posture was stiff, his expression unreadable. But his eyes flicked toward Emily, then back to me.

“A package just arrived, sir. Addressed to Mrs. Greyson.”

Emily pulled back, frowning. “For me?”

My shoulders tensed immediately. There was no way in hell...