Chapter 28. Don't Know Where to Put It?

Julie

We pull up to Luke’s place a few minutes later, and I almost forget to breathe.

This isn’t just a house. It’s a mansion—a literal mansion, all sharp angles, stone walls, and towering windows. The driveway winds through a huge garden, the kind of lush, manicured greenery that feels like something out of a dream.

Luke glances over, catching me staring, and smirks. He hops out of the car, strolling around to my side.

“Do you live here alone?” I ask, half whispering.

“Why?” He looks amused. “Does it seem lonely?”

“Lonely? No, just… massive.”

He laughs softly. “I like space,” he says, and though the answer feels simple, I get the sense there’s more to it.

“I can see that,” I say.

He extends his arm dramatically. “Welcome to my castle, Julie. Mi casa es tu casa.”

The air is cool, and the scent of jasmine drifts over us as we head up the stone steps. I glance around, taking in the enormous front door and sto