The Ritz penthouse. Expensive. Private. Perfect for secrets.

Daniel knocked. Waited. Annoyed already. He didn't have time for this. For Natalie. For her games.

The door opened. Natalie stood there. Red dress. Hair down. Trying. Too hard.

"Daniel." She stepped aside. "Come in."

He walked past her. Into the suite. Looked around. Wine on the table. Two glasses. Seduction attempt. Obvious. Pathetic.

"What do you ...