Alexander Arlan Ainsley POV

I looked at the clock on my right wrist and it was already eight o'clock in the evening. I was somewhat relieved that I was not stuck for too long, even my car had just entered the hotel, and it would soon stop at the lobby. The Godfather and Damien did not have to wait for me too long.

"Finally," I muttered, softly.

My car pulled up outside the lobby and I saw a bellboy swiftly opening the door.

"We are here, Mr. Ainsley." Dominic said to me and I nodded.

"Dom, tomorrow morning please pick me up here and I will go straight to the...