Aria's pov
Mr. Cruz watched my silence, his cold eyes sweeping over my pale face.
Despite the danger, I stayed calm, which seemed to surprise him a bit.
"You're Alpha Damien's personal secretary. Do you actually know what he does?" Mr. Cruz gripped the golden gun tighter, suddenly focusing on me as I stood still before him.
"He owns hotels, shipping companies, casinos, and I've heard he's in the tourism business too," I answered honestly, remembering what I'd learned working at the corporation.
"Hmm. You really are his personal secretary... you know quite a lot." His tone was flat.
I couldn't tell if he was praising or mocking me. I hesitated, not sure how to respond.
"But did you know he's also involved in smuggling?" Mr. Cruz suddenly changed topics.
I shook my
