Sebastian's black car rolled slowly through the open gates. His eyes widened as the mansion came into full view—a grand, elegant estate with soft golden lights glowing from the windows. It wasn't just big. It was breathtaking. The kind of place where silence felt rich and every corner whispered luxury.
He parked near the entrance and stepped out, smoothing his suit jacket as he took a steadying breath. Then he rang the bell.
The door opened almost instantly.
And there she stood.
Lilith.
She wore a deep blue dress that hugged her frame like the night sky wrapping around a goddess. Her dark hair fell over her shoulders in soft waves, and her eyes—those maddeningly mysterious eyes, sparkled with amusement.
"Come in, sir," she said with a soft chuckle.
Sebastian's breath caught. That laugh. It was light, teasing, and completely disarming.
She's not just beautiful, he thought, she's divine.
