Chapter 61

Lauren. When it came to luxury, Ethan knew how to spend. The room I’d been given was a mere guest room, but I felt like a queen. The opulence of the furnishings, the plush bedding, and the bold design of the room's architecture—everything screamed wealth and power, Ethan's signature style. Yet, despite the comfort and extravagance surrounding me, I couldn't shake off the dull ache of dissatisfaction that lingered. The walls seemed to close in on me as I longed for the freedom to move as I pleased. Sure, the mansion was a palace, but it felt more like a gilded cage. The last time I had boldly confronted Ethan, questioning him about Arya, I had riled him up. He was a formidable alpha, and his power was palpable. It was a dangerous move, one that almost cost me my life. I couldn't risk a repeat performance. Since then, I'd chosen a different approach. Instead of barging into his office, I opted for a more strategic move. I sent letters upon letters to his trusted guards as well as hi