Aiden’s POV
As I stepped into the office, exhaustion weighed heavily on my shoulders. The long drive, combined with the emotional toll of the day's events, had taken its toll. I dropped into my chair, letting out a deep sigh.
"Ava?" I called out, my voice calm despite the fatigue.
"Yes, sir?" she replied, her voice professional as always.
"Sir, should I get you a cup of coffee?" she asked, noticing the tired look on my face.
"No, Ava, I'm fine," I replied, waving my hand dismissively.
"How about a light massage?" she pressed, her eyes sparkling with concern. "You look stressed."
I hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Okay, fine. That could help."
Ava moved behind me, her gentle hands finding the knots in my shoulders. Her touch was warm and soothing, easing the tension that had
