Laura’s POV.
I knocked on Damian’s office and waited for him to open the door, but he didn’t. When no one answered after multiple thumps, I turned the handle and barged in unannounced.
I paused for a moment when I found that he wasn’t the only one in the room. There were three men and a woman who was ogling him as if he were a delicious dish she wanted to taste.
My pupils dilated as I flicked a glance towards him. I knew he could smell me and sense my presence, but he didn’t bother looking at me.
What’s with him?
“Good evening, Luna.”
I nodded at them listlessly except for the woman who gave me a nasty look with her eyebrow raised. She pulled a face before returning her concentration to Damian. Maybe I should glue her eyes in place to keep them from rolling around that empty space in
