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“I know this better than you believe. She is singular when it comes to her plans.”
“Then let me give you this piece of advice.”
I waited for him to finish.
“Do what my Starlight did for me. She accepted me the way I am. She knew my past and understood there were aspects of my life that would stay tied to it.”
The syndicate, he meant.
Nyx was born into and spoke of leaving the world, whereas Penny had chosen to step inside it.
“I don’t want her to change.” I held Hagen’s cool blue gaze. “And I’ve never asked her to change.”
“What about that perfect debutante you were rumored to have selected for yourself prior to the engagement? From what I heard, she met everything on your checklist, and it was almost a done deal until your uncle decided to throw a monkey wrench in your plans.”
I looked back to my original plans and how I’d expected my life to unfold. Camilla came from the right background, had the social connections, and knew the rules. She would have made the perfect wife.
But the thought of being with anyone like her after all this time with Nyx was like choosing between a life of restrictions and obligations and one filled with laughter and freedom.
Freedom.
Was this how Nyx felt? Was this the reason she wanted to leave so desperately? Why she had chosen Vegas?
God, could I make her choose me?
A better man would say no.
Fuck.
I couldn’t let her go.
“I accept Nyx the way she is. It’s better to have someone who can stab a man in the gut than someone who needs rescuing all the time.”
“Then all I have to say is, good luck.” Hagen rose from his seat. “You’re going to need it. One Mykos is a challenge to face—you have a whole family to contend with.”
Fifteen minutes after leaving Hagen,I arrived at Nyx’s penthouse in the Ida residential tower.
Tony and Stevie stood outside her door. Both spoke to each other as if trying to make a decision. They rarely took shifts patrolling Nyx’s floor together. If one worked, the other took that shift off. Nyx’s game nights were the only exception, and the next one wasn’t for another month.
Stevie clenched her jaw, released a sigh, and then nodded.
Okay, this was interesting.
Both of them retrained their attention to me and came toward me.
The fuck?
How many people were going to cockblock me in this damn hotel?
“We would like a word.” Stevie adjusted her stance in that way she always moved when she meant business.
Normally, I’d have said something to annoy the former champion mixed martial artist, but whatever these two had to tell me gave me the sense Nyx probably didn’t want me to know about it.
“Did something happen?” I asked.
“You could say that.” Stevie pulled out her phone, then showed me a video from hotel ceiling surveillance footage.
It showed me a picture of Hal in the botanical gardens pacing and flipping what looked like a poker chip from a Silent Night game between his fingers.
