Olivia 

The next day at the office passed in the usual rhythm of emails, strategy sessions, and back-to-back meetings.

Evening light filtered through the bedroom curtains as I pulled my laptop onto the bed, ready to tackle more Cornerstone research. Alexander emerged from the bathroom, toweling his hair dry after a shower.

"Working again?" He settled beside me, still wearing just sweatpants.

"Always." I pulled up another property file and made notes on their current ...