Late last night…
Arabella settled into the lounge chair in her bedroom, pulling her laptop onto her lap and perching it on top of her knees.
She had freshly showered and changed into her nightclothes, planning to get some work done before bed so that she would have an easy start tomorrow.
She blinked in disbelief, before finally remembering that she had left it open on the detailed profile her assistant, Morgan, had compiled on him. She had been in such a hurry earlier that she had simply shut her laptop without closing the file
Now that she had stumbled on the file, she might as well go through it, right? Thinking this, she began scrolling through the information, her eyes gradually becoming half-lidded as sleepiness crept over her.
Just as she was starting to drift into sleep, her
