CLAYTON’S P.O.V
I had five months to make Yvonne fall in love with me.
Five months to make the woman I love mine and a much lesser time to fulfil the condition of my father’s will.
The street blurred as I drove to SilverThorn Group—The company I would lose if I didn't meet up with my father's demands.
I loved my father, and I can't even find it in me to be angry at his criteria for me to take over the company, considering all the things our family had been through; it was understandable.
A year ago, I could have easily fulfilled his wishes. I had planned to do so, but I never knew that my coming back to Seattle would bring us crashing into each other again like this.
Me as her boss.
I knew Yvonne had been married for a long time when I was still in London, but what I didn't know wa
