Maid for the Billionaire
I felt heavy-hearted.
“Are you okay?” I couldn’t help but ask, looking at him as he opened the door, his face quite serious. “Is this how tired you get from the office—” I stopped because of the darkness around. “Kalix—” the surroundings lit up.
Pink and white balloons were scattered, there were petals, a table in the middle, candlelit, and a sign in front that said:
H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y, B A B Y!