Caspian
I didn’t wait. As soon as I could, I grabbed Ava gently by the wrist and pulled her out of the office, away from Marcel's sight, and far away from him.
The hallway was quiet, but the storm inside me was anything but.
"What the hell is happening?" I snapped, barely able to hold back the anger. "What are you doing here? Why are you with that man?"
Her eyes were already wet. I saw it instantly—the glossed-over look that punched something in my chest even when I didn’t want it to.
Then she fired back, her voice cracking but fierce, "Is it true that your enterprise is in trouble? That it’s facing serious challenges? That it might go bankrupt?"
I froze.
I didn’t move. I didn’t breathe. My heart slammed once, hard, like it was trying to warn me.
I tried to keep my tone even, casua
