The Elevator

The Elevator
Step into the life of Loretta Romano, the formidable 'Queen of New York City.' She commands a media empire, navigates the cutthroat world of high society, and meticulously guards a past riddled with betrayal and heartbreak. But when a chance encounter in an elevator thrusts her face-to-face with a ghost from her past—the man who rejected her and her inner wolf—Loretta's perfectly constructed world threatens to crumble. Can she maintain her icy composure and protect her secrets, or will the simmering embers of a forgotten bond reignite, challenging everything she believes about love, hate, and destiny?

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. My eyes squinted together, wanting to ignore the incandescent ring of my alarm clock. My arm stretched out to turn it off. I laid in the soft silk emerald sheets that clung to my body, wrapping me in its tight embrace. The peacefulness of my morning enhanced as the sun's warm rays entered my room through the opened bay window shutters. I lifted myself up onto my elbows and took a quick glance around the room to get my bearings. The bed in my room that I absolutely love is a cream-colored four poster, and it's placed in the center of the room. In keeping with the art déco theme of my room, I adorned the floor with a soft sheep-skin rug. The mirrored dresser and bedside cabinets were so clean that they looked brand new, without a speck of dirt or dust. Embellished mirrors on the wall added a touch of elegance and sophistication to the walk-in wardrobe, making any woman envious. As soon as she walked in, she could tell that this wardrobe was different to others she had seen - it had a collection of designs that only the most elite could afford.