ELENA
It was Monday, and I had no idea where the past couple of days went after I returned from our honeymoon. Mason's mess kept us all busy, and Victor Sanders finding out about my reason for hatred toward him was the last thing I wanted.
And yet it happened. Fortunately, Devon trusted me enough to not believe in his father's shabby lies anymore. We had promised each other a better future together, and we would make it happen.
I stood in front of the full-length mirror in our bedroom in a black suit and white tank top underneath it. Pulling my hair up in a sleek ponytail, I paired my outfit with black shoes.
I checked my appearance again and made sure that it was perfect for my first day at TGF's city branch as the CEO.
God! I missed my old office building and all my staff at Swindon!
The god of masculine beauty appeared behind me, wearing only his trouser while his upper body was stark naked, a feast for my eyes only.
