~HUNTER~

Sleep had abandoned me hours ago.

I had tried everything...counting sheep, reviewing quarterly reports in my head, even attempting that meditation technique Vincent swore by.

Nothing worked.

My mind kept circling back to the library, to soft lips and whispered promises, to the way Celine had looked at me like I was worth something more than my bank account.

At 11:42 PM, I gave up and slipped out of my suite, bare feet silent on the marble floors. The mansion felt ...