Luciana's POV

Donovan’s words echoed in my mind. He was right. For all my bravado, I couldn’t survive alone. I needed allies. The thought was a bitter pill to swallow, I needed people to protect myself, though I was also scared of making people my enemies. However, they were also the ones I needed.

As the car door opened, I stepped out, my lips parting in a silent gasp. A sea of luxury vehicles: Bentleys, Rolls-Royces, Lamborghinis, glinted under the evening lights. Each one was a ...