CHAPTER NINETY SIX – LOGAN’S PENTHOUSE

Laura stirred from her slumber. For a moment, she was disoriented, the luxurious surroundings a stark contrast to her modest apartment in Miami. Then, the events of the past few days came rushing back, and she sat up, suddenly alert. A soft knock at the door caught her attention. "Ms. Jay?" a polite, feminine voice called out. "Mr. Elric asked me to inform you that breakfast will be served in the main dining room in 30 minutes." "Thank you," Laura called back, her voice still rough with sleep. "I'll be there." She quickly showered and dressed, opting for a simple blouse and slacks from the well-stocked closet. As she made her way to the dining room, she couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed by the opulence of Logan's penthouse. The main dining room was a spacious area with a long, polished table that could easily seat twenty. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of Orlando waking up to a new day. Logan was already there, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, rea