MONTANA'S POV

As we finally arrived at the Hôtel Plaza Athénée, my eyes widened in awe as I took in the place, elegant indeed and those flower arrangements. Perfect!

I gasped softly, reaching for Lincoln's hand as we approached the entrance.

As we walked in, a doorman, who was dressed in an exquisite tailored uniform, greeted us with a warm smile and a welcoming nod.

He swiftly opened the door, allowing us to walk in.

"Merci, Thomas," Lincoln said to the doorman.

"You have been here before?", I asked Lincoln, while admiring the place, the chandeliers, this hotel is something!

"I have, numerous times, mostly on business deals. This is...