Ryan’s POV
I collapsed into my office chair, running a hand through my hair. Another long day at Blackwood Group, and all I could think about was how quickly I could get home.
"Mr. Blackwood, the quarterly projections are ready for your review," Simon said, placing a folder on my desk.
"Leave them. I'll look at them tomorrow," I replied, already reaching for my coat. "Anything urgent?"
"Nothing that can't wait until morning, sir."
I nodded and headed for the elevator. The drive home felt longer than usual tonight. Serena had only been gone a few days for her London trip, but the emptiness I felt was becoming unbearable. I never thought I'd become this dependent on someone's presence.
When I finally walked through the front door of our home, the quietness hit me immediat
