ALEXANDER’S POV
The moment I stepped out of the elevator onto the top floor of Sutton Global, I was greeted with the crisp hum of productivity. Phones ringing, shoes clicking across marble floors, and the faint aroma of fresh espresso from the executive lounge.
I adjusted my cufflinks as I walked down the hallway toward the boardroom, scanning through my emails when I spotted him, Livingston. My sister’s boyfriend. My very stressed employee.
I couldn’t help himself. “Livingston,” I called out, my voice smooth but unmistakably authoritative.
The man nearly dropped the folder in his hand as he turned. “Yes, sir?”
I closed the distance and gave him a firm pat on the back. “My sister says I’m giving you too much work.”
Livingston’s face went pale.
“I uh” he stammered, blinking be
