The sun rose over the horizon, casting a warm golden light through the sheer curtains of the luxurious room . Elena stirred awake Elena woke to the soothing sound of Ryan's low humming, she rolled over to find him sitting on the edge of her bed, sipping coffee with an air of nonchalance that only added to her morning irritation. "What are you doing?" she growled, her voice rough from sleep, her eyes narrowing slightly as she took in the sight of Ryan's relaxed demeanor. Ryan smiled warmly, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and replied, "Good morning, honeybun," a term of endearment that Elena swiftly rejected, tossing off the covers and glaring at him with a stern warning, "Don't call me that." Undeterred, Ryan chuckled and handed her a cup of coffee, his gaze lingering on hers as Elena took it, her eyes never leaving his, her mind racing with the question, "What's your game, Ryan?" Ryan shrugged, standing up with an effortless grace, and replied, "No game, Elena, just enjoying the view," his words sending a flush of heat to Elena's face, though she refused to back down, her voice firm as she ordered, "You need to leave."