POV: Angel
The drive to Leo’s estate felt like a slow march into uncharted territory. The city fell away into rolling hills and quiet roads, each turn carrying me further from the life I knew. When the towering iron gates of his estate came into view, my breath caught. They swung open with an eerie ease, as though they were expecting me.
The estate itself was sprawling, its manicured grounds bordered by tall hedges that blocked out the rest of the world. The house was massive, a dark stone fortress with high windows that seemed to watch me as we approached. It felt foreboding—beautiful, but in a way that warned you not to touch.
As the car came to a stop, I stepped out hesitantly, clutching my small duffel bag. Leo was already there, standing at the base of the steps with his hands in
