After a 12-hour shift, she enters the wrong car… and a billionaire becomes obsessed – she was so exhausted she didn’t even realize it wasn’t her car

elevator required Marcus’s palm and a code Alexander entered with his uninjured hand.

They rode in silence.

When the doors opened, Olivia stepped into a penthouse that felt less like a home and more like a controlled environment. Minimal furniture. Dark glass. Rain-drenched skyline beyond floor-to-ceiling windows. No photos. No clutter. No warmth.

A fortress continue reading …