CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY ONE – THE FAINTING SPELL

The morning sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the penthouse in a warm glow. Kayla hummed softly as she adjusted Lance's tie, her fingers lingering on the crisp fabric. "There, perfect." She smoothed the lapels of his charcoal gray suit. "You look incredibly handsome." Lance flashed his signature crooked grin. "I have a secret weapon." He pulled her close, nuzzling her neck. "An incredibly gorgeous woman by my side." Kayla giggled, swatting him playfully. "Down boy. You have that big meeting with the Zhang investors today. No distractions allowed." "Says who?" Lance trailed kisses along her jawline. "I think a little distraction could be...motivating." "Lance!" She tried to squirm away, but he tightened his embrace. "You're impossible." "And you're irresistible." His lips found hers, kissing her deeply. Kayla melted against him for a few heated moments before reluctantly pulling back. "Okay, that's enough Mr. Storm. We both know if we start, we won't be a