After screaming the whole way through the revolving doors, Lucian refused to let me down until he plopped me down on a room on the top floor. He promptly then told me to sleep off my attitude because he "will not deal with a woman acting like a child," before turning on his heel and telling me to not leave the room followed by a threat and the slam of the door.
It was now midnight, and I had basically slept since he left me, catching up on the sleep that I'd lost when I woke up at the ungodly hours of the morning. Rubbing my eyes, I sat up to take on the dark room. Light shone in from the large bay window from my left, and in that moment I realized it was light from all the buildings scattered outside.
I had never been to New York, and this was the best view I could ever have of it. I cl
