Darla’s mouth popped open in a perfect 'O' of sheer shock, her flawless complexion turning a mottled shade of red. She looked from Raya’s completely unbothered expression to Killian, hoping for even a shred of corporate backup. But when she saw Killian standing there with his arms crossed, looking at her like she was nothing more than a minor nuisance on his security feed, the reality clicked.
With a sharp, indignant huff, Darla spun on her designer heel. She marched back into the elevator, her stiff posture a hilarious contrast to the smooth saunter she’d walked in with, and slammed her finger onto the lobby button. The heavy doors slid shut, cutting off her exit.
The silence of the penthouse rushed back in, save for the distant hum of the city.
Raya stood in the foyer for a second, le
