Author POV

The glass doors of Davenport & Co. slid open with a soft hiss, and Lara entered with the same grace she had worn for years—elegant, timeless, and dangerously composed. Her heels clicked against the polished marble floor as the receptionist hurriedly bowed, recognizing her immediately. Without waiting for directions, Lara walked straight down the hallway toward the private elevator.

She pressed the button.

The doors opened.

And she stepped into the lift of the man who should ...