Chapter 33: Trouble in Paradise

• Grace’s P.O.V
• As soon as the cab dropped me in front of Casa Dolce Casa, Daniel’s hotel and our home, I all but ran up the stairs, the doorman, Philip, opening the door just a second before I collided with it and into the lobby, making a beeline for the private elevators while the hotel staff shook their heads at me with knowing smiles and the guests gave me confused and amused looks.
• As soon as I got into the elevator, I pressed the button for the penthouse apartment, waving a quick ‘hi’ to Zach and Dylan, two of the bouncers at Hell Hole, the nightclub that Daniel owned and his friends. I tapped my foot lightly on the floor, impatiently waiting for the doors to open to my floor so I could go and kiss the sense out of the love of my life. I know it’s only been two days since I went to a conference with the rest of my team at my office, but it sure felt like two years.