Pauline's POV
Before I could process what was happening, we found ourselves inside one of the hotel's most luxurious accommodations. Not just any room, but an opulent penthouse suite that took my breath away.
The space stretched endlessly before me, with soaring ceilings that seemed to touch the heavens and ambient lighting that cast everything in a golden glow. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city sparkled like scattered diamonds against black velvet.
I wondered how Logan had secured this room so effortlessly, but the way the staff treated him suggested they knew exactly who he was. The thought that crept into my mind made my stomach clench with unwanted jealousy. How many other women had he brought to this very suite?
I already suspected the answer, but I refused to let that knowledge shatter this intoxicating moment that held me captive.
