Amethyst's POV
"You're not going to initiate a fistfight, right?" I asked, turning to look at Devon, sensing a tension that could easily spiral into something chaotic.
"I can't promise anything," Devon replied with a casual shrug of his shoulders.
I regarded him with a disapproving frown, my brow furrowed in concern.
"Listen, you're not a thug. Plus, you are a well-respected CEO... I think. Anyway, the point is, you're supposed to be high profile, so you should try to be well behaved. Or at least act like you are," I advised him firmly.
"Exactly. I’m a CEO. I can do anything I want," he declared confidently, as if that absolved him of any responsibility to act appropriately.
I rubbed my temples in an effort to relieve the growing frustration within me.
“Ghad. You have no idea how m
