His Faulty Secretary
racing, wondering what to anticipate. Damien hadn't told her anything, save that she wa
the car, waiting for Damien to complete whatever he was doing inside his of
pen, and he got in, ca
" he inquired,
ard. "As ready
d," and then facing
ien going through some documents. His attention would occa
ing?" Damien questioned abru
ed. "I thought you said I'd
at once you enter, you cannot leave. And whatever you
in her throat. "I guess
s, fierce and unwaver
*
nstant they went inside the big metal doors, Ashley could feel the thick tension in th
ear, his palm resting firmly on her l
l heavier than the last. She looked around, trying not to draw att
ith interest and obvious confusion,
features weathered by old age but ruthless because of whatever industry they were in. Damien pulled out a c
his tone firm and serene
g examined under a microscope. She attempted to remain calm, but her heart
n his cheek, moved forward and narrowed his eyes as he gaze
Yes, you should know I don't j
en, making Ashley wonder about the
ss; it was war. The men nonchalantly discussed violence, as if it were just another tool in their armory.
p her expression normal. She had to remain calm and demonstrate her abil
his voice shrill and angry. "We lost two me
ained territory. You underst
th rage. "Losses? They were not
lammed his fist down on the table. Ashley startled, h
nd lethal. "Sit down! Now! Or I will a
hley as if searching for something in her, probably a weak
ised his voice or made any threats, yet as soon as he rose, the entire room became quiet
the meeting ended. They didn't talk until t
mien inquired afte
hands were trembling.
his gaze softening sli
e a whisper. "Because I feel
uietly. "You'll
th and destruction, it was horrific. However, something about Damien's strength and contr
get used to that," she sa
ng electricity through her. "Trust me, you will. And once
ouch, his words, they were
*
f the day kept replaying in her memory, but it wasn't the violence that tormented her. It
she want