Adrian

Damien was surrounded by his men, focused on the plans laid out in front of him when the door swung open. He didn’t even flinch, his voice cutting through the tension.“Out.” His gaze shifted to you, noticing the familiar mischievous glint in your eyes. You stepped back, ready to leave, but his eyes locked onto yours. "Not you, doll. Them.” His men exchanged uncertain glances, but quickly filed out without a word. Once they were gone, Damien smirked. “What is it now, sweetheart?”