Elizabeth's POV.
“I think here will be alright for me,sir.” I said to the driver and stretched skne bills to him.
As the taxi pulled up to the gate of our mansion, my heart raced with a mix of emotions.
The encounter with Connor had left me shaken, excited and even more, a little bit desired—- but all that was gone now.
Now I was faced with the daunting prospect of returning to a place that rarely felt like home.
“We're here.” I reminded myself, dragging me out of my exhaustion.
I stepped out of the taxi, paid the driver, and turned towards the gate. One of the maids, Sara, was standing there, waiting for me.
“Luna.” Her expression was grave, and I felt a chill run down my spine.
"Luna Elizabeth, be cautious," she whispered urgently as I approached.
"Cautious? Why?" I asked, m
