KIMANI
KIMANI
The next morning, I decided one thing: I was not going to think about Alaric’s stupid half-smile. Nope. Not at all. I was going to live my billionaire-housewife life in peace. Well, until it's time for me to go back to work.
So of course, the universe laughed in my face.
Because when I came downstairs, instead of finding the dining table set with my usual solitary breakfast, Alaric was already there. Sitting at the head of the long table, crisp in another one of his immaculately tailored suits, coffee cup in hand.
We don't usually eat together. And that is because by the time I'm awake, he is definitely already at his office, I wonder why he is waiting this morning.
I froze mid-step, clutching the banister like I’d seen a ghost. “Oh no. Did I sleepwalk into the wrong
