ELENA POV

I sat at the desk, reviewing my notes for our upcoming strategy meeting as the morning sun filtered through the curtains. The warm glow cast across the room and I felt a blend of exhilaration and resolve fueled by yesterday's events still resonating within me.

With his reassuring aura, Marcus stepped into the room and placed two cups brimming with hot coffee on the table. A beam of warmth radiated from him as he spoke softly, "I figured you could use a cup."

"Thank you," I responded, as I took a refreshing sip. The robust fragrance was rejuvenating and precisely what I required to begin my day. "Did...