Elena POV
I hung up the phone after my assistant confirmed that all the legal paperwork had been filed correctly. Bernard was now officially trapped in our business partnership, and more importantly, trapped in my penthouse. The call had been about finalizing the contract details, not some emergency like Bernard probably thought.
"Sorry about that interruption," I said to Bernard, who was standing awkwardly in my bedroom doorway. "Where were we?"
"Elena, about those house rules," Bernard started, his voice uncertain. "I think we should talk about making some adjustments. I'm not comfortable with asking permission for every little thing."
I sat down on my silk-covered bed and patted the space next to me. "Come here, darling. Let's discuss this properly."
Bernard walked over slowly, lik
