FREYA POV
While I’m still trying to wrap my head around these two guys I’m following out of the gym, my mind is still completely blurred, trying to process everything that had just happened. One minute I’m crying over my daughter, and the next, I’m wearing a diamond and holding a marriage contract. I really don’t know what to say. I looked around the gym for the third time before stepping out, but there are no traces of Steve around…
The second we stepped outside, I stopped dead and actually lost my breath.
Parked right at the curb was a pitch-black Mercedes-Benz Maybach.
I just stood there, staring like an i***t. I didn’t even know what to say. I’d only ever seen a car like this in movies—or maybe once or twice, flashing past on the road. This wasn’t just a nice car. This was politic
