Lana's POV
Before I could even form a question, Mr. Higgins cleared his throat, his voice taking on a tone of grand importance. “Just so we’re all clear on the chain of command for this inspection,” he announced, puffing out his chest. “Ms. Marshall isn’t just a VIP. She is one of the two secret top executives of this very company.”
The air left my lungs in a quiet whoosh. A top executive? Of course. It was the only thing that made sense. It explained why she was here, and it solidified her position, not just as the assumed soon-to-be Luna of Damon, but as a woman who held direct power over my professional life.
My supervisor’s beady eyes immediately snapped to me, finding the easiest target.
“And you,” he snarled, jabbing a finger in my direction. “Lana. How dare you make Damon’s fut
