Pagkapasok nila sa penthouse, Cinderella kicked off her shoes with a tired grunt and slumped on the dark couch. Her hair was somewhat unkempt, and her eyes were sharp despite the tiredness. The city lights shone through the glass walls, framing her like a painting. Nero closed the door behind them and loosened his tie, every movement deliberate. He headed to the minibar, poured himself a glass of whiskey then walked toward her with that same quiet dominance he carried everywhere. He stopped at the edge of the couch, towering over her but not intimidating. "Okay," he said, his voice soft and smooth like dark whiskey. "Let's run through the schedule for this week." Cinderella groaned habang humihiga pa lalo sa couch. “Seryoso? We just survived your ex, steak overload, at yung mga savage mong pinsan. Can’t we chill for like five freaking minutes?” “I don’t chill,” sagot ni Nero with that signature smirk. “I schedule.” “God, you’re such a CEO,” she muttered. Umupo siya nang maayos
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