The door slammed open so hard it hit the wall.
Cameron stormed in, face red, eyes blazing with fury. His tie was loose, his jaw tight, and he looked nothing like the charming man the media adored. No, this was the man behind the smile—the liar.
“What the f**k are you doing, Avela?” he roared.
The sound of his voice sliced through the silence like a blade. My hand froze, I dropped the pen I was holding.
I looked up at him slowly, deliberately, and rested my hand flat on the table. “I’m just showing the world the type of man you are, Cameron.”
His nostrils flared. “You’re out of your f*****g mind!”
I smiled, calm, collected. “No. Just done being your fool.”
He slammed the door shut behind him, the echo vibrating through the office walls. “You think this is going to help you? You’re ma
