Money Can't Buy Time

*One Year Later*

Dominic's POV

The sunlight streamed down gently, casting a warm glow over the modest yet inviting building before us. I stood proudly beside Daniella, watching as she held the ceremonial scissors in her delicate fingers. Her face was radiant, a mixture of nerves and excitement dancing in her eyes.

The red ribbon trembled slightly in Daniella's grip before she took a steadying breath and cut it cleanly. A wave of cheers erupted from the small crowd gathered around us, their applause blending with warm laughter and murmurs of congratulations. Without hesitation, I leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to her temple, pride swelling in my chest. Then, I turned to shake hands with Lucas, her ever-loyal assistant now officially the Office Manager of her firm.

This wasn't just another law firm opening. This was Daniella's dream taking form, a vision she had fought for.