Ximena
I can’t stand being cooped up behind four walls. If I ever had to stay locked in an office, a house, or anywhere that felt like a prison, I’d lose my mind. So when Jacob left me at the club, I didn’t stay idle in the office. I got to work—responding to emails, checking last night’s deposits, and making sure every receipt and piece of paperwork matched the money that was deposited. I also checked that all the vendors were on track for the week ahead.
But once I was done, I couldn’t just sit there. My fingers kept twirling, restlessness gnawing at me as I waited for Jacob to return. So, I decided to make my way down to the first floor. As I descended, I nodded at Todd, who’d been put in charge of my personal security while Jacob was away. He approached me, no doubt prepared for wh
