MARCUS' POV
"Sir, your car is ready."
Nodding to my messenger, I emptied the contents of my glass down my throat and got up to walk out of the bar and get into the car. I've had the most exhausting week and honestly needed a break.
The whole week went by rather slowly with me getting into impromptu meetings, signing off deals at intervals and basically being extremely busy. I spent most of my nights at hotels and only headed back home when I had the chance.
"Should I drive to the mansion?"
"Yes," I replied my personal driver. "Drive me straight home."
Going in and out of the mansion too frequently, I hadn't laid my eyes on Eleanor not even once for the whole week. I couldn't help but wonder how she was fairing or if she was just avoiding me the whole week.
After all, it made no se
