Fourty Two

Brian chuckled, parking the car and stepping out. "Yep. Penthouse suite, courtesy of Charles. I can’t believe you expected anything less from him."

"I just thought, since I'm staying alone, it wouldn't be so... big."

My jaw dropped as we walked into the lobby, and by the time I stepped into the penthouse, I was speechless. The place was massive! It didn’t have a key, it had a fingerprint scanner! And a key, but only for emergencies.

I've never lived alone before, but I could get used to this.

"This place is incredible," I whispered, still in awe. I've lived in a mansion all my life but this, this is different. It's a place I could call home. Just a drama-free life. My eyes widened when I saw an entertaining area outside – with a swimming pool!

Brian grinned.

"Charles wanted to make sure you were comfortable. He said you needed a fresh start.” Brian told her, putting my luggage beside the most beautiful, clearly comfortable, couch I have ever seen. “Speaking of fresh starts, there