I didn't know when reality slipped away from me or when my thoughts began to drift. One moment, I was still caught in the warmth of Claude's arms, remembering the playful chaos of our morning, and the next…
Blink.
I found myself sitting in a leather chair that was far too large and intimidating, staring across a mahogany desk piled with contracts, documents, and one incredibly smug husband leaning casually against it.
Claude's office. At Jean Entertainment.
I blinked again, my heart stumbling. "Wait—what—how am I here?"
Claude tilted his head, lips twitching with amusement as though watching me unravel was his favorite pastime. "Because you said three days ago, after our reconciliation, that you wanted to become an actress and a singer. And I, being the devoted husband I am, naturally brought you to the company I built for that very purpose."
