The elevator jerked to a stop. Celina flinched, eyes snapping open at once. The doors slid apart, revealing the wide, luxurious living room of Thor’s penthouse.

She stepped out hesitantly. The space was softly lit, warm pools of light from discreet lamps giving the place a welcoming glow. And then the scent reached her—a mix of wood, lavender, and something she couldn’t quite define but would recognize anywhere. It was him.

That was when she heard footsteps from the hallway. The figure of the h