Gina
I was not ready for today.
Coffee didn’t help. Two bagels with way too much cream cheese didn’t help. Even the pep talk I gave myself in the bathroom mirror—You’re fine, Gina. He’s not Batman. He’s just Zander-s***h-Zane, and you’re not going to fall apart at work.—did absolutely nothing.
Because walking into Preston Enterprises and sitting down at the switchboard meant I was stepping into his world. Zane’s world.
Not Zander’s.
I kept telling myself that Zander, the man who kissed me like I was air, the man who laughed when I teased him, the man who tried to cook pasta and almost burned water, was the real one. That Zane Preston, billionaire CEO, was just… a name on paper. His words, not mine.
But the truth? The truth was sitting in my chest like a stone.
Because Zane Preston w
