ELIANA'SPOV
Morning came faster than I expected. Or maybe I had simply been too exhausted to notice time passing.
Either way, when I opened my eyes, my body felt different. Lighter. Not completely recovered, but better than yesterday. The dull heaviness in my limbs had reduced, and my breathing felt steadier.
I was still thinking about the contract.
About the signature I had placed at the bottom of that page.
About what I had just given away.
And what I was hoping to get in return.
The soft click of the door interrupted my thoughts.
I didn't need to look to know who it was. He's the only one who intrudes a woman's privacy without knocking.
The air itself seemed to change when Don entered a room.
Controlled.
Heavy.
Intentional.
The door opened without announcement, and he stepped in like he owned not just the room but the air inside it. His movements were calm, measured, every step quiet but authoritative. No wasted motion. No hesitation.
