THE HIGH-RISE CAGE
The place smelled like polished wood, leather, and a hint of floral perfume. It was modern, pristine, and almost... sterile.
Glass banisters lined the staircase, and the open kitchen boasted shiny stainless steel appliances with sleek black countertops. A massive black dining table divided the space between the kitchen and the living room. Everything screamed luxury, but it felt cold and impersonal.
I could feel Lysander's eyes on me as I took it all in. His gaze made me hyper-aware of every move I made, like I was some kind of exotic animal in a zoo exhibit. I tried to act casual, but my stomach was doing somersaults.
"So... this is home sweet home, huh?" I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
Lysander nodded, his expression unreadable. "It is now. For both of u
