The sun had begun its slow descent, casting long shadows across the estate, yet the warmth of the day mirrored the fire that burned between Carson and Justina. After hours of exploring the deepest secrets of the estate’s underground chambers, they emerged onto a hidden terrace overlooking the city, the air heavy with anticipation and unspoken confessions.

Justina leaned against the railing, feeling the breeze tousle her hair, her heart still racing from the intensity of the day. “Every ...