Alessia sprawled across the bed, the soft mattress instantly easing the tension in her body. She’d been pampered her whole life–falling asleep was easy, but

sleeping well was a whole different story.

Cole must have known that, too. He’d even swapped out her old mattress for something better. She rolled over twice, just starting to drift off when her phone buzzed.

On the other side of the room divider, Ivan was focused on his sketchbook. Alessia didn’t bother to hide the call; she answered right away.

“Hello?” Her voice was languid, barely mustering any energy.

“Miss Morton, forced into manual labor? You sound wiped out.”

“Venmo me fifty bucks and I’ll regale you with my rags–to–riches saga,” she shot

back.

Cole chuckled, the sound low and warm across the line as his fingers slid over his screen. “All sorted out, then?”

“Yeah. I really am a spoiled princess,” Alessia admitted, stretching out on the bed with genuine relief.

Just as she finished speaking, her phone chimed–a new transfer notification. Another hundred thousand dollars.

so generous. Should I send you a thank–you card or just bow in gratitude?” Alessia accepted the money without a second thought; after all, her

spine. “It’s not like you don’t have a place to stay. How long are you planning

careless

Ethan and Zachary

you’re back! Go grab a shower–school in the morning, remember?” Karen called out as soon as she heard the door open, setting aside what

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the shop thing yesterday. He waited for me at work

too? Have

have. So, how’s the

it’s all thanks to Lessie–she pulled some strings and got the

about that until it basically landed in my lap,” Brendan added, handing

Zachary was genuinely surprised, just as Alessia

just asked a friend for help. It wasn’t a big deal

it off.

know Justin? No pressure, just

a good guy.

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