Chapter 17 - Dylan Ashford

Dylan POV

Savanna is traveling again, and I have to say I am relieved. I like being alone now. She makes so much noise and is always recording us. I barely see her face, and she always has her phone in front of it. I take a deep breath leaving comfortably against the headboard of the bed while I flick through different channels until I reach CNN. I put it louder before I get out of bed, resting both feet on the floor and stretching my arms above my head.

I walk into the bathroom to have a shower and start my day, but the news catches my attention, and I look out at the screen. I shake my head as they only talk BS about the company. They have no clue what is really happening. I walk back into the bathroom, finishing to get ready.

“Good morning,” I say to Alma as I take my place at the kitchen table. She smiles, placing my coffee in front of me. “New