Chapter 3

Keira arrived early the next morning, running on three hours of sleep and three coffees strong—a pathetic one-to-one ratio considering the disaster control she’d done the night before.

She’d already checked to see if Prince Pain In Her Ass had done anything last night to cause any issues for her this morning. What no one seemed to get was her job wasn’t to walk behind him, shoveling the shit from his faux pas. But because she was good at it, everyone just left it to her.

Thankfully, this morning it all seemed to be quiet, and no one was ringing to demand statements.

That didn’t stop the messages from Alexei's own people and higher-ups back in his home country. Why did they come to her and not him?

What she didn’t understand was the two faces of Alexei… In business, he was hard, controlled, and focused, but in his personal life, he was flaky, immature, and reckless. The media loved him because there was always a story.

Keira sighed and replied to the deputy for