Damien's POV
The words hung in the air between us like poison gas. She pulled back to look at me, and her expression was one of pure joy, like she'd just suggested we take a vacation, not commit murder. There was finality in her voice, certainty, like this was not only a good idea but the only logical solution.
I stared at her, unable to process what I'd just heard. My mouth opened, but no words came out. My brain felt like it had short-circuited, unable to compute the casual way she'd suggested ending someone's life.
"What?" I finally managed.
"Think about it, Damien." She was warming to her topic now, her voice animated, excited. "You're COO now. You have access to everything. The accounts, the contracts, the infrastructure. And with Aria gone, actually gone, not just divorced, ever
