Chapter 223

Alexander POV

Monday morning arrived with the kind of brightness that felt personally offensive after a long trip. I stood in the walk-in closet, running my hand along the row of suits hanging in perfect order. Navy Tom Ford, charcoal Brioni, dark gray Armani. The uniform of corporate warfare.

Behind me, I heard Olivia stirring in bed, making those soft morning sounds that had become increasingly familiar. I pulled out the navy suit and a crisp white shirt.

"You're up early," came her sleepy voice from the bedroom.

I glanced back to see her propped up on one elbow, hair tousled and eyes still heavy with sleep. The silk sheet had slipped down, exposing one smooth shoulder.

"Big day at the office. Merger talks with Sterling Development."

"Sounds importan