Sylvia’s POV
The early morning light spilled through Caesar's penthouse windows, bathing the room in golden warmth. I stretched languidly, my body pleasantly sore from last night's activities.
I reached for my phone on the nightstand, scrolling through emails while mentally organizing my day. A new message notification popped up, and my good mood instantly soured when I saw the sender's name: Hugo Gray.
*Dinner tonight? We need to discuss a potential partnership. New Moon Restaurant, 8 PM. Private room reserved.*
My wolf bristled with suspicion. This wasn't the first time Hugo had sought me out recently. At first, I'd assumed he was looking for Selene at the company, but he always managed to corner me instead, steering conversations toward business collaborations that never q
