Ivy's POV
Sleep eluded me as I lay on my back staring at the ceiling. The more I stared, the louder my thoughts got.
Why was Sebastian being so nice to me? Or the better question was what did he want from me?
I sat up slowly, turning the question over carefully, crossing off every possible answer as they came.
Business interest? He didn't need my brand. Social connection? Sebastian Hale is of high class already and doesn't need such. Genuine kindness? Most people with this kind of power are normally kind without a reason.
But what if he had a reason?
Then it hit me.
What did he want from me? Julian had already taught me that kindness from powerful men usually had a hidden price tag. I had spent years pouring my time into Julian until I was hollow. Was that what the H
