ARIA
I sat behind my desk, trying to look busy, but my mind was still stuck on what had just happened. The ring. Celina’s ring. I bit the inside of my cheek, shaking my head. It wasn’t my business. Whatever was between them wasn’t my concern. He was my boss, nothing more.
I was still trying to convince myself when the door banged open.
Tasha didn’t even knock and she stormed in as her heels stabbed the floor.
“Okay, what the hell was that?” she snapped.
I blinked. “What?”
“Don’t ‘what’ me, Aria.” She planted her hands on her hips, eyes flashing different arrays of emotions but one emotion in particular stood out. Jealousy? “What was she doing here?”
“Who?” I asked, even though I knew.
“Celina Vael!” she hissed, like saying the name left a bad taste in her mouth. “She just walks in
