Chapter 311

Author’s POV

The campaign trail was a nightmare.

Every speech, handshake, and forced smile for the camera was hell.

The public Nico was polished, charming, and untouchable—a perfect façade. But the private Nico? He was counting the hours until he could see Elena again.

Noah’s voice cut through his thoughts as they stepped into the hotel suite after another grueling day of rallies. “You’re distracted.”

Nico didn’t bother denying it. “Hey, Noah, the sky’s blue.”

Noah smirked, tossing his jacket over the couch. “She’s got you wrapped around her finger, huh?”

Nico shot him a glare, but there was no heat behind it. Noah wasn’t wrong. Elena owned him—heart, body, soul. And right now, his body was acutely aware of how long it had been since he’d touched her.

Noah laughed. “You’re screwed, Boss. Maybe just go home. The country deserves someone whose world doesn’t revolve around one person.”

Nico narrowed his eyes as Noah slipped out the