Ethan's POV
The elevator doors slid open with a soft ding, and Stella stepped inside confidently. I followed, trying to keep my heartbeat at a normal rhythm. The elevator's soft lighting cast a warm glow on her features, making her look even more stunning.
She leaned against the mirrored wall, her reflection doubling the mischief in her eyes. My finger pressed the penthouse button, and I caught her watching me in the mirror.
"Top floor, huh?" Stella raised an eyebrow. "Someone's doing well for themselves."
"It's not about showing off." The view's just better up there."
"Sure it isn't." She smirked, crossing her arms. "And I bet that sports car downstairs isn't about showing off either?"
The elevator climbed higher, each floor bringing us closer to my place.
"By the way, I need to be
