Aria's pov
Sally covered her face with both hands, furious.
She wanted to fight back, but one look at the golden gun in Mr. Cruz's hand made her freeze.
I couldn't help but feel satisfied by his words and the slap he'd given Sally.
Until another sharp blow landed across my own cheek.
"You're Alpha Damien's personal secretary," Mr. Cruz sneered. "I've done my homework. He keeps you in the West Cottage - the place where he spends most of his time. Since when do secretaries sleep where the boss lives? That's not professional distance."
I touched my stinging cheek. This guy was completely unhinged.
After slapping both Sally and me, Mr. Cruz seemed pleased with our silence. He leaned back in his leather chair elegantly.
"A man only truly loves one woman. Even if he sho
