The scraps struck Elodie and scattered across the floor.
She slowly raised her eyes to the tall, proud man.
He radiated a bone-deep cold. "Still here?"
Her fists tightened. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but his dark expression silenced her.
Before his fury could engulf her, she pressed her lips together, took her purse, and sensibly left.
Watching her walk out, Seraphina felt her throat tighten. She stared at him without understanding. "Damian, you..."
Before the accusation could emerge, he interrupted coldly. "Go home."
Meeting his icy eyes, she stiffened.
"I'll overlook your acting on your own this time. I don't want it happening again."
With that, he walked away.
Seraphina stood stunned.
In all their years together, he'd never spoken to her in that tone. She
