He makes it public

After dinner,Ethan led Sophia through the sleek, modern halls of Sinclair Headquarters, his hand resting lightly on the small of her back. She felt the curious stares of employees, but for once, she didn’t mind. Maybe because Ethan made her feel as if she belonged there. As if she belonged with him.

They stopped in front of a large, imposing office door. Ethan turned to her with a reassuring smile. “There’s somebody I want you to meet.”

Sophia nodded, smoothing her blouse, her business instincts kicking in. She wasn’t sure who it was, but if Ethan thought it was important, she’d play along.

Inside, the office was a reflection of power—floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, dark mahogany furniture, and a glass table with neat stacks of paperwork. But the man sitting behind the desk was even more commanding.

“Dad,” Ethan said, leading her forward. “This is Sophia Moore.”