The CEO'S Long-Lost Love
At the bottom of the bag, a folded note rested.
His throat tightened as he reached for it, unfolding the paper carefully. The writing had been scratched out with two heavy strokes, but the words beneath were still legible:
"Hi Jaxon, it’s me again. Another year, another birthday to celebrate you, and yet, I feel the same excitement as if it were the first. Happy Birthday, Jaxon Waverely. I hope one day, you’ll see how much you mean to me—not just as a brother and a PA, but as something more… as a lover."
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