Nara’s POV
Nick shrugged off his suit jacket and held it out to me. His face was hard, his eyes cold.
“Wear this over your dress,” he said, holding it out to me like he was doing me a favor.
I rolled my eyes so hard. “I don’t need that. I’m comfortable in my dress.”
He scowled. “No. The dress is too much.”
“No, it’s not.” I snapped right back.
Before I could finish, Jane approached. She moved to stand beside him, a smug, vindictive gleam in her eyes. Her voice was soft, but it cut deeper than a knife..
“Nara,” she cooed, fake as hell, “you should listen to Nick. He’s your boss, remember? You’re supposed to do whatever he wants you to do.”
My fists clenched. Oh, we were about to square up.
“Look at the way you’re disgracing him,” she went on. “Have you forgotten you’re supposed to
