The car rolled to a stop in front of a house which turns out to be Leon's private property.His house wasn’t a mansion or flashy or some giant estate screaming old money.
It was a modern billionaire’s dream.Tall glass panels were framed by black steel,stone pathways lit by warm floor lights and a quiet driveway that said only important people come here.
As soon as Leon parked,he stepped out without waiting for me.
“Bring your bag,” he said over his shoulder before walking toward the door.
I rolled my suitcase behind me, trying not to look like I was struggling even though the house itself was making my heart thump but the moment he opened the door and I stepped inside, I nearly forgot how to breathe.
The interior felt like stepping into a luxury magazine — all sleek grays and whites,
