Bernard POV
I stood outside Elena's penthouse apartment building, holding my suitcase and feeling like I had finally turned my life around. After weeks of living in that cramped apartment with Tracy, constantly worrying about money and watching my ex-wife succeed while I struggled, I was finally going to be with a woman who could give me the lifestyle I deserved.
Elena had given me a key card to her private elevator, which made me feel important as I rode up to the top floor. This was how wealthy people lived, and soon I would be living this way too.
The elevator doors opened directly into Elena's penthouse, and I whistled softly as I looked around. The place was incredible - floor-to-ceiling windows with views of the entire city, expensive furniture that probably cost more than I used
