HEARTS THAT REMEMBER
Glande's POV
The hotel suite was quiet except for the soft melody drifting through the speakers.
The candles still burned gently, their warm glow reflecting against the floor-to-ceiling windows, while the fresh roses filled the room with their delicate fragrance.
We had moved to the small dining table, where the desserts the hotel had prepared for us were waiting.
Alex picked up a spoonful of chocolate mousse before holding it toward me.
"Open."
I laughed.
"So this is how CEOs treat their secretaries now?"
"Only one secretary."
I smiled and accepted the bite.
"It's delicious."
"I knew you'd like it."
A playful smile crossed my face as I picked up my own spoon.
"My turn."
He leaned forward without hesitation, allowing me to feed him.
"Hmm."
He nodded a
