They stepped into the underground parking lot, where a sleek black Mercedes, discreet yet luxurious, awaited them.

Niall set her down in the middle of the back seat, with each of them taking a spot on either side of her.

“Take us to building X,” Maell instructed a burly, silent driver.

Moments later, a black panel rose, separating the front and rear sections of the spacious Mercedes, both visually and acoustically.

The destination was Rose’s house, and she wasn’t the least bit surprised.

It was