Grace POV

The driveway is lined with vehicles.

Ten of them. Black SUVs flanking a sleek Rolls-Royce in the center, engines running, warriors visible through tinted windows.

'He brought an army.'

Ethan picks up my suitcases like they weigh nothing and carries them to the Rolls-Royce. A warrior materializes to load them into the trunk.

Ethan opens the rear passenger door, then steps back. Waiting.

His eyes meet mine across the distance, patient ...