Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-one
Alicia's POV
I got to the office early. Earlier than usual. Anything to avoid being at the mansion. Avoid seeing Travis at breakfast. Avoid the awkward silence that had settled between us since I'd told him not to touch me.
The Blackwood Company building was impressivel. A monument to success. To power.
I'd been working here for three years now. It had started as a favor. Pa Wood suggesting I needed something to do. Something to occupy my time besides being Travis's wife.
Now it was the only part of my day I looked forward to. The only place where I felt competent. Useful. Like I mattered.
Even if it meant seeing Malachi every day. Being near him. Pretending we were just boss and assistant. Nothing more.
I set down my bag. Started my computer. Began sorting through emails.
That's when I heard the voice.
"Well, well, well. Look who made it to the top."
