Serena’s POV

I arrive at Daniel Hawthorne’s building just before one, thanking the driver as he holds the door open for me to get out of the car Daniel sent.

The building is tall, imposing, and I tilt my head back, my heart racing at the knowledge that in a matter of minutes, I’ll see Daniel Hawthorne.

“Give your name to the man at the front desk and he’ll instruct you to the penthouse elevator,” The driver advises after he shuts the door, his smile warm

when he turns to ...