Morgana’s POV
Something is terribly wrong with me. I must be cursed or something. Because why else will I get a message barely twelve minutes after I secured a job at Devil’s Halo, that I was fired?
I stare at the message for a good five minutes, so much so that I internalize the tone and every single word.
“What the actual…”
I have half the mind to make my way back and ask why the hell I got fired when Allha Karl himself hired me.
“Mor, what’s going on?” Ryker’s voice pulls me out of my frazzled thoughts.
I turn to look at him, quickly hiding my phone in between the sofa cushions as if I’d been caught doing something bad.
“Nothing. I didn’t hear you come in.”
“Yeah no s**t. What are you doing on your phone?”
“Just scrolling,” I notice how he’s dressed in formal attire. Although t
