André’s POV
I was in my office attending to some documents when I heard a knock at the door.
It was Doran. I looked up at him, and he came in, gently closing the door behind him.
I sighed, dropped my pen, and relaxed into my seat as he took his seat.
"Working late again?" He asked with a tease in his voice.
“Well, someone has to keep this pack running, and I'm not going to leave important documents for Nicole to play with."
He chuckled and leaned in.
"You should really be resting. At this rate, you are going to get grey hair, and you won't be able to keep up with your young lover. You should be taking care of yourself more."
I smirked, and my mind drifted towards Olivia, whom I hadn't seen in a long while. I missed her scent and welcoming softness. I craved her kisses and caresses
