~Vivian~
“What the hell is this?” Nathan asked, looking from me to Ian, his glare so sharp that it could probably slice us in two.
I turned to him slowly, my heart beating so hard I thought it might leap right out of my chest. Nathan stood a few feet away, his hands shoved into the pockets of his suit, his posture deceptively relaxed.
“I—” I stammered, feeling the blood drain from my face. My body was frozen, my mind scrambling for an explanation, a way out. But there was nothing I could say that wouldn’t make this worse.
“I asked you a question, Vivian,” Nathan said, his voice rising slightly as he took a step closer. His composure remained unnervingly intact, which somehow made him even more terrifying. His gaze shifted to Ian, and the corner of his mouth twisted into a sneer. “You
