NOLAN’S POV

I slid into the driver’s seat, exhaling sharply as I rested my hands on the steering wheel. Dimitri entered his own car, parked directly behind me, and started the engine. Just as I was about to do the same, my phone buzzed on the dashboard.

Camila.

I grumbled under my breath before picking up. “What do you want?”

“Still you,” she purred. “Should I come meet you?”

“No,” I said, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Meet me at Mr. Luca’s office. I’m already on my way there.”

She sighed dramatically. “I had other plans. I was going to stop by your place.”

I sighed, already tired of...