Page 58 of Bound By Crimson
Towering buildings loomed above her, glittering and cold, stretching into a night sky that seemed endless.
Lyric leaned into the window, breath fogging the glass. The city seemed alive beneath a canopy of stars—lights flashing across the skyline, crowds bundled in scarves, the scent of roasted chestnuts curling through the winter air.
As they turned into Times Square, the world exploded into color. Giant screens blazed with advertisements. Neon signs painted the sidewalks. Crowds surged like rivers between towering buildings.
The city was alive—a carnival, a storm, a kingdom where the powerful ruled and the lost disappeared.
“Oh my god,” she whispered. “This is... crazy.”
“This is yours now,” Kai said softly, brushing a hand against her knee. “Your new beginning.”
Her chest tightened—not from fear, but awe.
She wasn’t just visiting anymore.
She wasn’t waiting.
She was his.
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Thomas pulled into a private driveway beside a sleek, steel-and-glass building accented with wrought iron. Gothic spires crowned the upper levels, their black silhouettes cutting into the night sky.
The doorman stepped forward, nodding without a word as Kai opened her door.
“This is home now,” Kai said quietly.
Home.
Her heart stuttered.
She took his hand.
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The private elevator glided upward in silence. As the city dropped away below them, Lyric’s pulse rose in time with the soft hum of the cables.
The doors parted into shadowed luxury.
Marble floors gleamed beneath velvet drapes the color of wine. Sconces flickered along dark walls. A chandelier like frozen stars hung from a coffered ceiling. Floor-to-ceiling windows revealed the city stretching into eternity.
It wasn’t just an apartment.
It was a palace in the sky.
Her heels clicked softly against the marble as she stepped deeper into the space.
“You live here?”
Kai turned toward her, cocking his head slightly. “Welive here,” he said, the emphasis unmistakable.
Heat rose to her cheeks. The room felt enormous, overwhelming—yet the moment he said it, the wordhomefinally felt real.
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He led her through double doors into a vast walk-in closet.
It wasn’t just a closet.
