The door to Asher’s suite clicked shut with a soft finality. The lavish space was tastefully decorated, exuding the elegance and power that came with Asher’s position, but all Olivia could feel was the overwhelming weight of fear and uncertainty.
Cade, oblivious to the tension, clung to Asher’s leg, his small voice breaking through the silence. "Daddy, can I watch TV?"
Asher smiled down at his son, his expression softening. "Of course, buddy." He lifted Cade easily into his arms and carried him to the plush sofa in the centre of the room, setting him down with care. He handed Cade the remote, ruffling his hair affectionately. "Pick whatever you like."
Cade eagerly started flipping through Channels, completely absorbed in the colourful cartoons that soon filled the screen. But Olivia cou
