Ava had been on edge all day. She could feel Damon’s gaze on her, sharp and lingering, like he was waiting for her to slip up. And maybe she already had.
The way she avoided his questions. The way she hesitated before answering. The way her pulse spiked whenever he was near. She knew he had noticed, even if he hadn’t said anything directly yet. Damon wasn’t the type to let things go. He observed, he analyzed, and when he was ready, he struck.
And today, it seemed, was that day.
She had just finished organizing some reports when she heard the door to his office slam shut. The entire office went silent for a split second before resuming their work, but Ava’s body tensed. She could feel the energy radiating from his office, thick and suffocating. He was angry. And not just the usual, mildl
