EMMA
The Inner Sanctum.
That’s how the penthouse on Madison is referred to around the water cooler at Bane. People have more factual information about Atlantis or Narnia, though. If the rumors are to be believed, Ruslan paid a whopping three hundred and thirty million dollars to purchase it a few years ago.
No one has ever seen the inside of it.
Until now.
First of all, it’s breathtaking. Like a palace in the sky. Even my frazzled brain is capable of noticing just how beautiful every single detail of this place is.
But that’s not why I like it. I like it because it smells like him. That familiar oaky spice is everywhere and it’s absurdly comforting.
How did I end up here?
Not only had Ruslan spoken freely to Kirill in my presence while we were in the car, but he’d given me access t
