Viya's POV
The door to our private room opened wider, and Amber stepped in. Her perfectly styled hair framed her beautiful face as her eyes found mine. "Oh! Viya, you're here too."
I stiffened, quickly withdrawing my hand from Caesar's touch, feeling like a teenager caught doing something forbidden. My cheeks burned with embarrassment, and I couldn't meet his eyes. What had I been thinking? One minute of attention from him and I was melting like ice cream in summer.
"Ms. Amber," I managed to say, my voice unnaturally high.
Amber glided to the seat right beside Caesar, her designer dress hugging her curves perfectly. "Mind if I join you both for dinner?" she asked with a friendly smile.
"Not at all," I replied automatically, still trying to calm my racing heart and cool my
