CHAPTER EIGHTY- FIVE: CLUE

LUCA POV

Something in me was satisfied with the pool of confusion, terror, and pain all reflecting on Grant's face. On a normal day, Grant is damn steel. It's like nothing pierces the man and he feels nothing.

The only time I've seen him show an ounce of emotion is when I was still running the Nova charade, and it's the same Nova issue that seems to have him in a fit.

It can't be me.

A damn pussy can't have me pussywhipped or so damn confused. I'm in charge of my ...