CHAPTER 61
Damien’s POV
Rose was still asleep in bed when I left the room that afternoon. Closing the door carefully, I made my way down the hall to my study. I had a lot of work to do. Work that had piled up over the last few days due to my lack of concentration. While waiting for my computer to restart, I was ambushed by a memory of my last conversation with Layla. My chest tightened with anger as the whole scene replayed in my head for the third time. What kind of stupid offer was that? Did she think I was desperate? Was I desperate?
The faint sound of the door opening in the distance caught my attention a few minutes later. It wasn't until Rose suddenly appeared before me that I realized that the sound had been closer than I thought.
“Damien?” The word came out soft and low, as if
