DAMIEN’S POV
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t say anything. Aria fixed me with a look of absolute calmness, which was worse. Aria’s eyes were on Vivienne, having already moved on from me, like she was done with me. My chest squeezed with pain, which didn’t make sense.
Vivienne noticed my silence and turned around. Her eyes met Aria’s, then looked back at me.
Her hand flew to her mouth. “Is this your new plaything?”
Without waiting, she walked towards Aria and stopped in front of them. She sized Aria up, and Aria did the same.
“Tell me, darling,” Vivienne cooed at Aria. “Isn’t he marvelous in bed?”
I was still frozen in place, watching from a distance. Why couldn’t I move? Why couldn’t I go to her? Why did I feel the sudden urge to protect Aria? It’s just to save her from Vivienne, right?”
