Lola's POV

I exhaled slowly, taking it all in.

"Feels like home, doesn’t it?" Robert murmured beside me.

I glanced at him, my lips curling into a smirk.

"Not yet," I said. "But it will."

My eyes swept the club, taking in every detail.

The security was tight.

Men stood near the exits, their eyes constantly scanning the crowd.

Hidden cameras were strategically placed, watching everything.

**The bartenders, the waitresses, even the dancers—**all of them were ...