Gabriella

A workman was outside my office door when I arrived.

“Is there a problem?”

“Replacing your nameplate, Mrs. Sinclair.”

Fuck you, Damien. Your secret-keeping ability is the worst.

“Hold on to the one that says Crystal, just in case.”

“I hope you’re joking.”

I grinned. “It depends on the time of day.”

Opening the door, I went inside. My gaze naturally went to the large ...