A few days after that night at the penthouse, Serena found herself standing near the entrance of a quiet city park, nervously adjusting the strap of her bag.

Roman had asked if they could meet.

Her heart had been fluttering ever since.

She spotted him a moment later, walking toward her with his usual relaxed confidence. When his eyes found hers, a warm smile spread across his face.

“Serena.”

“Hi,” she replied softly.

For a second they just stood there, both a little shy in a way that felt new.

“Walk with me?” Roman asked.

Serena nodded.

They moved along the quiet path together, the late afternoon sun filtering through...