Alessia felt her jaw tighten immediately. Three words. And she was already irritated. The assistant stepped aside. The door opened wide.
She stepped inside.
Alessia didn't move immediately.
For a second she remained where she was, one hand still resting against the door as she looked into the office.
The room was larger than she'd expected. Floor-to-ceiling windows stretched across one side of the room, offering a view of the city that probably cost more than her apartment. The furniture was dark, clean and expensive without trying too hard to advertise it. Everything looked carefully chosen. Everything had a place.
Her eyes eventually landed on the man sitting behind the desk.
Damien.
For some reason, seeing him here felt different from seeing him anywhere else. The first time they
