Olivia's POV
I stirred as a sharp light shone in my eyes, disorienting me completely. My head felt heavy, my body stiff from an uncomfortable sleeping position.
"Kiraaa, close the curtains," I muttered, turning away from the sharp brightness.
When I didn't hear Kira's usual sarcastic response, I cracked my eyes open a little bit and looked around. I almost screamed when I realized where I was.
The office. I was in Maxwell's office.
But then, I looked at myself, wondering how the hell I'd ended up on the couch wrapped in an expensive fluffy blanket that definitely hadn't been here yesterday. The fabric felt like cashmere against my skin, soft and luxurious.
Then my phone started vibrating consistently against the coffee table where I'd apparently left it. It seemed like everything was happening at once because then I realized it was morning - actual morning with sunlight streaming through the windows - and I had slept off without even finishing my work.
