Ray

Elena—POV

As I caught sight of the hallway scene, the trail of blood leading to Mr. Ford's door, my senses went on high alert. Could Mr. Ford be in danger? I quickly grabbed my cell phone, preparing to call for medical help. But before I could even knock on his door, it swung open to reveal Mr. Ford, shirtless and with his shorts riding low on his hips. His gaze held me captive, and I couldn't help but gulp at the intensity of his appearance.

"Come in, Elena," he said, his deep voice making my hormones go overdrive. As I entered his luxurious apartment, Mr. Ford's hungry gaze never left me. I averted my eyes, taking a deep breath to steady myself.

"What brings you here?" he asked, walking closer until he was standing uncomfortably close.

"Are you okay?" I finally managed to ask. "I saw the blood and fur in the hallway."

His eyes briefly dilated as he looked at me, and then he asked, "Did you hear anything?"

"Of course I did! The animal growls were hard to miss," I replied, wonder