Danny's POV
The villa was… a lot. I mean it was massive. We drove through these towering iron gates, the tires crunching on gravel, and then there it was all glass, steel, and lights blinking against the night sky. It looked like the kind of place they had film one of those moody dramas where nobody ever actually laughs.
“Does this house even belong to you?” I asked, my voice sounding way too small in the silence. I was still shivering a little from the rain, and my head was spinning.
Chadwick didn't even look at me. He just killed the engine. “Well, then whose is it?” He pushed his door open. “Go get changed. Your room is upstairs, the first door on the right.”
I didn't argue. I just headed up the staircase, my hand trailing along the smooth banister.
Everything felt expensive. It w
