“Sir, it’s time for lunch.” John said, reminding Donovan.
Donovan glanced up from his work, realizing that he had lost track of time. He nodded at John, grateful for the reminder. "Thank you, John. Let's go back to have lunch with Ms Valentino," he said, rising from his desk. He’d be careful these days not to refer to Georgia as Alexia, because he couldn’t stomach the thought, and since he couldn’t call her by her real name, he’d settle for that.
As he exited his office with John in tow, Donovan couldn't shake the feeling of exhaustion that had settled over him despite it being only half a day. Though it felt much longer, and he was looking forward to some much-needed rest, and also to seeing his princess. Which was frankly the major reason he was in a rush to go back. Breakfast with he
