Make Me
"I have a place down in Tribeca, but it's more of a summer home."
"Bloody billionaires," I laughed, getting out of the car and following him over to the elevator.
Tyler, of course, lived in the penthouse on the top floor of the complex. The place was far bigger than any regular house I'd ever been in, and had absolutely stunning views of the city; not quite as good as those from the observatory, but definitely still some absolute money-shots.
He took me on a quick tour of the house, which was honestly something out of a magazine. There wasn't one thing out of place, except for in his bedroom which appeared to be the only room he actually used.
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