Aiden

Hours before he visited her...

At the top floor of the hotel, two guards stood outside a private massage suite, their expression hardening as Storm and I approached.

One of them stepped forward, raising a hand. "You shouldn't be here," he said, blocking the path.

I didn't stop my cold gaze fixed on the door behind them.

He gripped my arm as I moved past him. "You don't want to be dragged out of here."

I stopped, letting out a long, tired sigh. Storm made to help, and I ...