Book III - 28

JULIA

In the morning, I came into my boss’s office, bringing him a cup of coffee, which I didn’t have to do, but of course, it was different now. Luke was far different from Adam. He didn’t roar at people, and he wouldn’t require me to work twenty-four-seven.

My new boss grinned boyishly at the sight of the cup on his desk. Shaking his head with a smile, he stood and then drew out a thick red folder from the shelf behind him.

While observing him, I noticed that his style wasn't different from Adam’s—a cream three-piece-designer suit, a Vacheron Constantin wristwatch, sleek brown leather shoes, and a casual pompadour hairstyle. He smelled of aftershave, soap, and strong mint.

“Sit here,” he said softly, pointing out the chair in front of his desk.

I did as I told, and Luke placed a red ring binder on the desk. It had the Cavendish Enterprises branding on the cover. I remembered holding those folders during my time with Adam.

“And this is the floor plan from Cavendish’s architect. You c