*Isabella's POV*
"It's okay. I'll call my pilot," Damien said, already pulling out his phone, his movements efficient and decisive.
"Thanks, man," Jacob said, his voice thick with gratitude.
Damien just nodded in response, his fingers already flying across the screen as he walked out of the dining room, leaving me sitting there, alone with Jacob and a sudden, chilling sense of unease.
The second Damien was out of earshot, I practically scrambled over to Jacob, my heart pounding with a sudden, sharp anxiety. "What's going on, Jacob?" I asked, my voice low and urgent.
He just sighed, a heavy, weary sound that seemed to carry the weight of the world. "Some issues," he said, his gaze distant. "I don't want to talk about it." He added, his arm wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer un
