The rain lashed against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Julian’s penthouse, but inside, the silence was more suffocating than the storm. Across the mahogany desk sat Elena, her expression a mask of professional indifference.
Should we explore what happens at their as a couple, or should we skip to the tensions of sharing a home? 3 : A Proposal as a Pretext
"A small price for a billion-dollar empire," Julian said, offering his hand to help her up. The rain lashed against the floor-to-ceiling windows of
Elena reached out, her fingers hovering over the stone. "And if I say yes? We have to make it look real. The galas, the press, the shared home." " Julian said
"I have a solution," he said smoothly. "One that bypasses the regulatory hurdles and the internal sabotage."