DANIEL POV

The penthouse is quiet tonight. Too quiet.

I stand at the window watching the city below. Lights flicker in other beautiful apartments, where people have sex, work late even, I wondered whether most people’s lives are this complicated like mine.

And for what?

"You're thinking too loud." Amelia's voice comes from behind me.

I turn. She's barefoot, wearing one of my shirts. Her hair is loose around her shoulders. She looks more beautiful than any boardroom victory ever ...