Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

I pondered for a minute about how to handle the situation with Greyson, and then replied to him on WhatsApp. The last thing I was going to do was return his phone call. [I'm exhausted. I'm going to rest, and we can talk in a few days, okay?]

I had to be careful with Greyson, had to make sure not to upset him in any way. If he told anyone about my plan to kill Roman at the hotel that night, I was screwed.

Sure, Roman wasn't an issue at the moment, what with being in the hospital still, but I didn't want to take any unnecessary chances.

If Greyson was unhappy and decided to expose me, Roman would find a way to deal with me. And Roman "dealing with me" wasn't how I wanted to die.

I didn't plan on seeing Greyson again, but I still needed to mollify him to make sure he kept quiet.

After sending the message, I turned off my phone, took out my car keys, and opened the car door.

Just as I was about to get into the car, a Bugatti stopped in front of me.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing the side of a man's face in the dim light.

When I saw who it was, my heart skipped a beat. Why was he stopping here? He'd told me he never wanted to see me again, yet he was everywhere.

Not wanting to make Griffon mad at the sight of me, I turned around and hurried to open my car door to get inside and out of his view, my nerves causing me to fumble with the door handle.

A low, growling voice came from behind me. "Get in the car."

I froze.

Why would he want me to get in his car?

Surely, he meant for me to get in MY car, right?