Daniel’s POV
The limo’s engine hummed as I stepped out into the cool night, the city’s pulse fading behind me as I entered my penthouse.
The kiss with Serena Voss still burned on my lips - bold, electric, a fleeting moment where I’d felt alive, her taste a mix of seduction and fire that set my heart racing. But then she’d shoved me away, her eyes blazing, her voice sharp as she called me out before bolting from the car at her apartment.
Her rejection stung, but it also sparked something deeper- a hunger to see her again, to unravel the woman who’d kissed me back before running.
I tossed my keys onto the counter, expecting the silence of an empty home, but the soft glow of a lamp in the living room stopped me cold.
Elena was still here.
My older sister sat on the couch, her auburn
