Chris stared at the message on his screen.
SKYLAR: You're still my fiancé… or are you not?
For the first time in a long time, he hesitated. President. Titan of industry. Architect of power. And yet, when it came to Skylar, things were never that simple.
Ethan glanced at him, noticing the shift in his expression. "What now?"
Chris exhaled, then typed his response.
CHRIS: I never stopped being yours.
A pause. His phone buzzed again.
SKYLAR: Then prove it.
Chris smirked. Of course. Even now, she wasn't the type to be swayed by words alone. She wanted action.
He stood, adjusting his tie. "Ethan, arrange for a jet. I have something to handle personally."
Ethan's eyebrows shot up. "Seriously? You just took office, and you're already running off?"
Chris met his gaze, unwavering. "I've won the world. Now, it's time to win her."