The place smelled like polished wood, leather, and a hint of floral perfume. It was modern, pristine, and almost... sterile. 

Glass banisters lined the staircase, and the open kitchen boasted shiny stainless steel appliances with sleek black countertops. A massive black dining table divided the space between the kitchen and the living room. Everything screamed luxury, but it felt cold and impersonal.

I could feel Lysander's eyes on me as I took it all in. His gaze made me ...