Right now, all she had to think about was what was going to happen when they set foot in Elias’s apartment. He hadn’t been exaggerating, it really was only a couple of minutes away, and he’d only just stopped laughing as they passed through the security gate and into the complex.
Mia raised her eyebrows as she drank in the sights around her. She wasn’t at all familiar with this part of London—it was a colossal city, constantly developing and changing—and this newly-built tower block was highly impressive. Although she really preferred classic styles and older buildings—her own property in west London was part of a white stucco Italianate villa and was Grade II listed—Elias’s chosen abode was beautiful in its own way. And this was just the outside.
“Come on,” he said with a grin, tugging
