••• Victoria’s POV •••
I walked into the war room and stopped dead.
Every meeting was rescheduled. Every appointment was pushed, and every negotiation was canceled.
“What the hell is this?” I asked, holding up the updated itinerary Felix had handed me.
His mouth was tight. “He did it.”
I didn’t need to ask who. I knew it. Everyone knew it.
Damien.
Of course…
Of course, he wouldn’t let me breathe. Couldn’t let me have a single day of uninterrupted focus. He didn’t need to drag me by the wrist anymore. Now, he was rearranging my entire world with a single phone call.
And even if Felix didn't allow him to do it, what could he do? Damien could call every business partner, every supplier, every potential cooperation, and they would all bow down to his request becaus
