"We are almost there," I mumbled, shifting Luke’s arm more securely over my shoulder.

The elevator doors chimed and slid open, revealing a wide foyer. The layout was almost identical to Asher’s apartment, but the design was different, darker, sleek, and filled with custom wood and stone. It made me wonder for a brief second which of the Stone brothers actually held more wealth.

"Thank you, Camelia," Luke breathed out, his head hanging low.

I guided him across the floor and helped him lower his body onto the deep cushions of the couch. The moment his weight left me, I collapsed right onto the seat next to him, letting out...