Chapter 54
Saturday morning arrived with an unfamiliar sense of peace. For the first time in weeks, no alarm dragged Natalie out of bed, she wandered into the penthouse kitchen in an oversized sweatshirt, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
Jasmine was already there, scrolling through her phone with a bowl of cereal in front of her.
"You look alive." Jasmine teased.
"Barely."
Natalie reached for the coffee pot. "Don't judge me until I've had caffeine."
Before Jasmine could reply, the front door opened. Damien stepped inside, dressed far more formally than either of them.
"You've been working already?" Natalie asked.
"I had an early call with my father." He loosened his cufflinks as he walked into the kitchen. "We're meeting at the mansion this afternoon."
Natalie poured herself a cup
