Lisa’s POV
The morning of the event came too quickly.
The moment I opened my eyes, I knew what day it was. That sort of day that if I had a way I would keep postponing.
I woke up just before dawn, laying still for a while, reluctant to leave the warm embrace of the blankets. Then, with a sigh, I sat up and shivered in the morning cold.
‘How does he wake up so early when it’s this cold?’
‘Sigh, time to get prepared.’
It was time to face a new day, and there was a lot to do. I had no excuses to escape this…
This was the milestone celebration Ronan had told me about, an opulent private gathering in honor of Martin Greaves. A man with enough money and reputation to demand attention without ever raising his voice. Ronan said it would be “quiet.” That meant no press, no paparazzi. Just po
