CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT: LOVE HURTS

NOVA POV

“What do you mean she won’t disturb me anymore?”

I don’t know what scares me more, maybe it’s Grant’s calm voice, or the casual way he says it. His tone is even, flat and weirdly controlled.

“She’s been handled,” he says simply. “Nova, let this go. My men in Texas already handled her and Tyler.”

My brain blanks. Handled?

Like they were files. Or packages. Not people.

I blink twice, hoping this is one of those moments you ...