"Serena’s POV

The champagne fizzes in my throat and I take another sip, eventually draining the glass. Daniel does the same, taking my glass from me and setting them on a nearby table before he grabs my hand and leads me back

to his bedroom.

We’re only focused on each other. It’s dark inside, the curtains open to let in the light from the skyscrapers, and when he pulls me to him, I go willingly. A soft moan leaves me when he races his hands up and down my sides, his fingers gathering ...