~CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR~
The first day back at work after the wedding feels surreal. My colleagues swarm me, hugs, congratulations, questions all jumbled together.
“We’ve missed you!” one says. “Congratulations, Amelia! You look amazing!”
I smile, laughing, nodding, keeping the excitement on the surface, but underneath, there’s a tension I can’t shake.
Hardin’s warning echoes in my mind: “Keep your panties intact. One slip, and you’ll regret it.” That thought terrifies me.
I push it aside or at least I try, and focus on the task at hand.
Today’s flight is high-profile. The passenger is Blake Jordan, the son of one of the wealthiest men on Earth.
A simple flight from New York to Spain for a conference, but the pressure feels intense. Every detail must be perfect.
Everything is set
