Chapter 3

NADINE

The moment I entered Vane Enterprises that morning, the first thing I did was nearly spill my coffee because Duke, my clingy, pampered Persian cat, adjusted his position in my arms. His soft tail swished precariously near the rim of my cup, and I sighed.

"You do realize you're ridiculous, right?" I muttered to him as I balanced my coffee in one hand and adjusted his position with the other.