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will affect Asher.
    Nassa grabs Noir’s cage and we exit the vehicle before walking through a set of glass doors, which open into a glamorous lobby. After we approach the concierge, Gage provides our names and the pretty girl behind the desk points down a wide marble corridor designed with delicate paneling and mirrored inlays.
    My eyes never leave the black and white tiled floor as we make our way to a set of posh elevators. A few moments later, the elevator dings, alerting us of our arrival on Marcus’s floor. Breathe, Eve .
    We step out into an entryway designed with a mix of modern and classic furniture sitting on what appears to be original herringbone hardwood floors. I take in the eccentricity of the oversized gilded silver mirror facing us from behind a wooden table.
    “Eve. Gage. Nassa. Welcome to my home.” The striking protector smiles kindly at us as we enter his residence. Relief floods me at his affectionate greeting.
    “Hi, Marcus,” I say and fold myself into his safe embrace. “It’s so good to see you.”
    The gargoyle’s tall frame relaxes at my statement. “Daughter of Heaven, you are welcome here anytime.” He kisses the top of my head. “That’s not an invitation out of guilt at what occurred with Morgana. That’s an invitation out of friendship and love for you, Eve.”
    “Thank you,” I whisper into his firm chest. God, he smells so good. Is that BLV? In my peripheral vision, I see Stephan, the second in command to Lord Valentin, Leader of the Vampire World. His presence drags my focus from the yummy scent exuding from Marcus.
    “Why does the witch have a bird cage? I’ve seen the movie. Is she trying to make a statement about us, amant?” Stephan asks Marcus in jest.
    “A word to the wise, blood sucker. I have vervain. You know, on the off chance you get power hungry or the late-night munchies,” Nassa throws back at Stephan.
    “My tastes are more refined.” He snatches Marcus’s hand, placing a seductive kiss on it.
    At the gesture, I step out of the protector’s embrace and smile at the vampire. “It’s nice to see you again, Stephan.” I drop my chin in respect as I’ve been taught.
    “You too, daughter of Heaven. Or shall I say, your highness?” he asks with a Roman inflection before slightly bowing to me.
    I bristle at the title. “Asher and I are not together.”
    The handsome supernatural creature pulls his grey eyes from mine, turning them to Marcus. “Apologies, I was under the impression you’re now mated to the dark prince.”
    “I am. I mean…was…well…it’s complicated,” I stumble.
    Stephan offers a dazzling smile and pushes the wavy, brown, neck length hair out of his eyes. “Isn’t love always? A tale for another time then, doamnă frumoasă.” He turns to the rest of the group. “If everyone would kindly follow me and come make yourselves at home.”
    Marcus leans into my ear conspiratorially. “I told you I thought vampires were delicious.”
    His admission causes a light laugh to release. “That you did.”
    Stephan leads us into a large open living space with high ceilings. Each wall adorns glass windows and doors that open to terraces, showcasing the New York City skyline. There are warm tones of brown and taupe splashed throughout the furniture and woods. It’s masculine, yet welcoming.
    Marcus points to a rounded staircase that divides the living room from the dining room. “There are several bedrooms and bathrooms on the second floor, as well as a training area. Nassa, your friends are not only welcome here, but they’re also safe to train Eve. Feel free to snag any of the guest rooms with open doors,” Marcus says before pointing to the left. “Through that hallway, you will find the kitchen, a bathroom, office and library. There is also a roof garden if you’re in need of fresh air. In addition, the terraces are an appreciated distraction from the confines of being indoors.”
    “Thank you for your hospitality, Marcus,”