Pristine's POVDamien stared at me like he was trying to decode a language he’d never seen before.“What do you mean,” he asked, voice low and controlled, “by saying you want to know where you stand?”I leaned slightly against the edge of Serena’s desk, crossing my legs slowly just to watch him react. His eyes flickered, just a small shift, but I caught it.“Come on, Damien,” I said, smiling. “Don’t pretend you don’t know. Like, for instance…” I tilted my head playfully. “When are you going to invite me out for a date?”He blinked and immediately looked away. “Pristine, you’re my client, not my—”I cut him off with a loud, amused laugh. “Please. So was Serena. Your precious Serena was also your client. But that never stopped you from being completely in love with her.”He inhaled sharply, the kind of breath people take when they’re trying not to react.I’d hit the nerve I wanted.“So let’s not hide behind rules,” I added lightly. “You don’t follow them anyway.”Damien’s jaw tightened
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