Chapter 68

This was definitely not a good idea.

I tried being calm as I held onto my bag. I shouldn't have gone to visit him.

I should have told dad about this whole mess about the contract I signed years ago maybe he would have fixed it in a jiffy.

Except things with dad always ended up being messy. He would either blackmail Niklaus Rogers or beat the living hell out of him and I didn't want any more chaos after everything that had transpired between both families.

I stared at my phone's screen, it was five forty-five and I had no clue where we were going for dinner. I placed my phone back in the bag, sighing as his car moved on the road at a rather excruciatingly slow pace.

I snuck glances at him while his hands carefully rested on the steering wheel.

He had changed a whole lot. He was more-forgive me Rocco-handsome. The scar on his left cheek was a bit new but it made him mysterious in a hot sort of way.

He was even more muscular than I remember. Tall, lean with broad shoulders.

I was shame