A light rain had started to fall as Evelyn pulled onto the winding gravel road leading to Jack…
The formal dinner was over. The staff had left. The scent of roasted shallots and expensive wine lingered…
Evening — Tyrone’s Private Dining Room Tyrone’s penthouse dining room was dark and sumptuous: a long ebony table…
The storm had passed, leaving behind a low mist that curled around the trees like secrets not quite…
The mountain air was thick with summer; woodsmoke curled from Jack’s outdoor firepit, dancing between the trees like…