The next morning, I woke up alone, feeling the remnants of a long night with Viggo. He must have already gone to the company. After all, he's not a successful businessman because he lounges around.
I found myself bored in the apartment, our apartment, as Viggo insisted. It was spotless, with nothing out of place and nothing for me to do. Everything was so clean and well-maintained that it almost felt sterile. I was aimlessly wandering in the kitchen when a female voice startled me.
"Hello."
I nearly jumped out of my skin, my heart racing. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. My name is Yvonne, I work for Mr. Vieira."
I took a deep breath to calm myself. "It's all good. He didn't mention anyone coming by, which is why I got scared." I managed a smile and extended my hand. "I'm Rylee.
