Anna’s POV
Startled, I looked up and found myself staring into the dark, commanding eyes of Marcus Murphy.
“Uncle Marcus?” I breathed, my anger momentarily giving way to shock. “You’re here too?”
Relief crept into my voice before I could stop it. I hadn’t expected him, but his presence felt like a lifeline.
Marcus’s gaze lingered on me, unreadable. “Just checking in.”
It was only then I realized he still had his arm around my waist. Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I stepped back quickly, unnerved by how flustered I felt. “Thank you... for the rescue.”
His eyes swept over me, evaluating. “Where’s your assistant?”
“Rachel went to the car to grab something for me,” I muttered, cursing her timing. If she’d been here, that man never would’ve gotten close.
Unfortunately, the harasser hadn’
