Lena waited for Asher to return with the rest of her luggage, but it had been over thirty minutes, and he still hadn't come back.

Stepping onto the balcony, she inhaled the fresh scent of hibiscus and dandelions. The floral arrangement was stunning, and for a moment, Lena could admit that Asher's only redeeming quality was his neatness.

Unlike most men she had known, he took meticulous care of both himself and his surroundings.

Her attention was drawn to the massive entrance gate where seven luxury cars pulled into the driveway.

'How many damn cars are in this place?' she thought, watching as elegantly dressed men, women, and children stepped...