The heavy oak door of the master suite clicked shut with a solid, secure sound, sealing out the dark hallways and the cold threat of Victor's stones. The room was massive, decorated in deep shades of charcoal grey, dark wood, and rich velvet. A giant king sized bed sat in the center under a warm glow of designer lights, and a towering glass wall looked out over the dark ocean waves crashing against the stone cliffs below.

Clara stood near the edge of the plush grey carpet, her heart still beating a little fast from the broken glass downstairs. She watched as Lucian walked over to the heavy wall safe...