Rory's POV
The door opened again after Damien left but this time, he walked in with someone , a woman, I froze.
The woman was unlike anyone I had ever seen. Beautiful in a way that was almost frightening, her every movement intentional, her hips swaying with a confidence that made my throat go dry. Her skin glowed under the soft light, her lips slayed into a smirk that carried both promise and danger. And the worst part was, she knew it. She knew exactly the effect on anyone who looked at her.
Two other young ladies trailed behind her, quieter but no less striking, their gazes straight.
My eyes darted to Damien instinctively, searching for an explanation, but his expression was blank, void as if he had wiped away every emotion before I could see it.
The woman’s gaze landed on me inst
