Chloe gaped at the sight. It looked like something that should be a wedding venue or preserved as a historic sight. It was huge and she could just imagine the balls they must have had back in the day with the women in their long, Victorian gowns and the men in frock coats and breeches.

Declan trotted up the stairs as if he wasn't walking on the stone that had been around almost as long as the country had been a federation. It was so at odds with the man she knew. His hotels were modern ...