Chapter Twenty-Four- Maria

Wow.

Luc flips a large metal handle and then he slides what I soon realize is a refurbished barn door.

It’s stained black. True black. But done expertly so you can see the wood grain beneath it.

It’s fucking superb, and it matches the hall and other doors on this level. Again, I am awestruck by how huge this place is.

“Baby Girl?” he says, and I turn my head away from the door.

And I am floored.

“Are these all yours?” I ask stupidly, because it is his house, so obviously the answer is yes.

“Uh huh,” he replies, a sexy as hell grin spreading wide as he watches me take it all in.

The room is big. Huge. Bigger than my whole apartment.

There is an enormous replica of Luc’s waterfall desk, but this is more like a table. The design is the same though. And it is beautiful.

A couple of deep-seated leather chairs surround the table. All of it sits on an elegant rug that covers the center of the hardwood floor.