ISABELLE

I gasped in shock unconsciously as I walked into the building, I looked up staring at the high ceilings, the marble floors, the huge chandelier that looked like it belonged in a museum.

I had always known Andrew was rich as his father was a multimillionaire, but I guess I had not seen seen many of his properties.

The house he lived back home wasn't as luxurious as this. It was just the typical version of a very comfortable person, but this was way out of all I've seen.

“This is yours?” I asked, my voice echoing in the vast space.

A small smile spread across his lips as...