ADLEY

On Monday, Mykel dropped me off at my office. Of course, he caught everyone’s attention as if he was the leading man in a new sexy rom-com movie. This time, he smiled and waved at my team instead of being on his cocky swagger persona. 

“How’s your weekend, everyone?”

“Hey, Mr. Creed,” my employees in unison.

“Not every day we got a visit from a billionaire, ex-playboy philanthropist.” Blaze joined us. 

“How are you, Blaze?” They exchanged pleasantries.

“I’m great. How are you?” Blaze turned to me, inspecting me from head to toe. “You look great, Adley.”

“It’s because I take care of my wife.” Mykel slipped his hands...