Chapter 2Caleb’s POVI woke up to Nora’s soft, hesitant voice drifting in from the kitchen. That voice always grated on my nerves.“Caleb? Breakfast is ready.”I rolled over and squinted at the clock. 7:52 a.m.“Dammit, Nora!” I roared, throwing the covers off. I stormed into the hallway in my boxers and found her standing by the dining table, holding a pot of coffee. Her eyes went wide like a scared deer.“Why didn’t you wake me at six?” I stepped right into her space, towering over her. “I have a logistics empire to run, and you let me sleep in like some retired old man! Do you have any idea how much I have to do before the gala tomorrow?”“I… I thought you needed the rest,” she stammered, setting the coffee down with shaking hands. “You said you had a long day yesterday.”“I don’t pay the mortgage with ‘rest,’ Nora. I pay for it with hard work — something you wouldn’t know anything about.”I dropped into a chair and stared at the eggs. They were perfect, but I wasn’t in the mood t
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