ARIA
I woke alone in Damian's massive bed, the black robe he'd left for me draped neatly over the chair nearby. My body still carried faint echoes of last night's overwhelming sensations, but the moment my eyes landed on the framed photo on the nightstand, everything else shattered.
My stomach twisted violently. I pulled on the robe with shaking hands and made my way down the long hallway toward his office, the folder clutched tight against my chest like evidence in a trial I wasn't ready for.
The office door stood open. Damian was already there, standing behind his desk in a crisp black shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. He looked up the instant I stepped inside, gray eyes fixed on me.
I didn't sit. I didn't greet him. I just held up the folder and said the only th
