~Sienna~
I had slept in Lincoln’s multimillion-dollar mansion, and I must say, wealth and luxury is an understatement. The marble floors gleamed under the soft lighting, and the sprawling bed I was given was so plush it felt like I was sleeping on a cloud.
The maids were warm and attentive, treating me like royalty—offering fresh fruit, warm towels, and anything I could ask for without hesitation.
But none of it mattered.
The burden on my mind wouldn’t let me enjoy even a sliver of the comfort surrounding me. The lavish beauty of the mansion was drowned out by the weight in my chest. How could I relax when Lincoln’s chilling words kept replaying in my head? “Be mine… or be an outsider. Your choice.”
I hadn’t seen Lincoln since he dropped that ultimatum last night. I guessed—and hoped
