SYDNEY'S POV

About an hour after Dylan had dressed me up, he was informed that the car was ready. He changed into a suit that, infuriatingly, made him look more like Lucas.

I didn't miss the jealousy flitting in the eyes of the other women when Tavon rudely ordered them to behave and remain in their rooms before leaving with me. I guessed they would have loved to be the package that was about to be delivered. And I couldn't help but wonder if he had ever offered any of those women to his uncle too.

We got in the car, and the driver took us to where I would...