ELENA

By the time I was done cleaning the entire mansion, the sky was already shifting from black to a dull shade of blue. The sun was starting to peek through the curtains, a quiet reminder that the night was over—along with whatever hope I had of getting even a second of sleep.

Dominic had made sure of that.

The guard he’d assigned to watch me had left at some point during the night, but that didn’t change anything. I knew better than to stop or do a half-assed job. If Dominic so ...