Lola's POV

I followed him inside, my boots clicking against the stained carpet as we made our way down the narrow hallway.

Inside the room, I tossed my bag onto the bed and stretched.

"So," Robert said, locking the door behind him. "You really think you can pull this off?"

I turned, my smile sharp.

"I don’t think so, Robert. I know."

His eyes glinted with something dangerous.

"Then let’s begin."

I grinned.

Tomorrow, I will walk into Aliana’s restaurant.

Tomorrow, I will begin her downfall.

And soon—

She would beg for the mercy I never received.

The cab turned down a narrow alley, the neon lights fading into the...