The moment the security gates opened and the sleek car rolled into the circular driveway, Anne let out a gasp.
"Oh my God," she whispered, eyes wide as she took in the sprawling façade of Adam Ravenstrong's estate. "This isn't a house, Sofia. This is a museum that people would pay to walk through."
The polished stone steps led up to towering glass doors framed by steel and cascading vines. The walls gleamed with warm lights, and the massive chandelier glowed like starlight through the second-floor window.
Sofia gave a small smile, unlocking the door with the code Adam had insisted she memorize. "Come in."
Elise stepped in first and stopped dead in her tracks.
"You live here?" she breathed. "This is a movie set. This is... this is insane."
The grand foyer opened into a marble hallway lined with modern art and soft music echoing from invisible speakers. A floating staircase wound toward the upper floor, where sunlight filtered through sheer drapes.
