CHAPTER 23
Rose’s POV
Words failed me as I let Damien lead me across the restaurant, feeling like a scolded puppy. The only thing stopping me from yanking my hand away was the barrage of stares and camera flashes. Causing a scene that would give people a reason to question our fake marriage was the last thing I wanted. Not when I was still very far off from my goal.
He led me to a secluded table and guided me into a chair before settling into the one across from me.
“My meeting with Layla is not something you should be worried about,” he said sternly, his eyes arresting my attention. “I only came here to have a business discussion with her. A very important one at that.”
I smirked, looking over to the table where Layla sat, her eyes trained on both of us. Our gaze met briefly before I
