Because of intelligence and talent, it wasn’t hard to climb into the position of secretary to Isaac Valentino, CEO of Valentine Company—one of the most powerful corporations in Italy. Opposites in every sense, he lived by discipline and precision, while laziness clung like a second skin, balanced only by raw ability that kept him from letting go. Somehow, five years had passed in his service.

The latest client meeting had dragged on for hours, a suffocating cage of formalities. At last, freedom. The chair felt like heaven as the head rested back, eyelids sliding shut in surrender to exhaustion.

Then—smack. A stack of papers landed square across the face. The sting was sharp, the weight undeniable. Only one person would dare.

Isaac stood there, gaze colder than marble, posture carved from command. His voice cut through the moment like steel. “Who told you to rest? Too much time is wasted sleeping in my office. Get back to work, ragazza pigra.”