Aria's POV
The air in my office turned to ice.
Damien's hand dropped from my chin like I'd burned him. He stepped back, putting distance between us, but the damage was already done. Vanessa had seen everything: the intimacy of the moment, the way he'd touched me, and the protective stance he'd taken.
And from the look on her face, she was about to make us both pay for it.
"I asked you a question." Vanessa's voice was deadly calm as she stepped fully into my office, closing the door behind her with a soft click that sounded ominous. "What the hell is going on here?"
She was dressed impeccably in a black dress, her hair styled in perfect waves, her makeup flawless. But her eyes were wild, feral, the eyes of a woman who'd just discovered a betrayal.
"Nothing is going on," Damien said, h
