The opportunity arrived on a Tuesday morning while Sienna was still in bed.
Her phone buzzed against the nightstand and she reached for it blindly.
Theo. At eight in the morning. That was already suspicious.
“Please tell me nobody died,” she mumbled as she answered.
“Good morning to you too.”
“Theo.”
“You should sit down.”
Sienna opened one eye.
“I’m literally horizontal.”
“Perfect.”
That sounded worse.
Beside her, Luca slept peacefully, one arm draped across her waist beneath the sheets. His breathing remained slow and even.
Sienna lowered her voice.
“What happened?”
Theo made a dramatic noise.
“You remember Maison Laurent?”
Sienna sat upright instantly.
“What about them?”
“Oh, excellent. She's awake.”
Her heartbeat accelerated.
Maison Laurent wasn't just another luxur
