All Chapters of BENEATH THE MASK : Chapter 31 - Chapter 33

POV: VivianThe café was quiet in the way expensive places always were—with soft music playing in side the walls of the cafe, the low sound of silent conversations, and the strong smell of roasted coffee beans and pastries in the air. It was the kind of place people came to discuss business without wanting to be overheard. And where couples came to destress after a very long day.Right now, I sat by the window, my legs crossed neatly beneath the table, my handbag also sitting pretty beside me. Outside, cars passed slowly, the late afternoon sun casting a warm glow over the city street.I lifted my cup up to my lips and took a slow sip of my coffee.It was already getting cold.My eyes shifted to my wristwatch for what felt like the hundredth time. The time was 4:20 p.m.I clenched my jaw slightly biting down hard that I could feel the pain in my jaw.I had specifically told Wilder to be here by four.Not four thirty.Not whenever he felt like it.Four on the dot.I had even arrived

POV: DamianI leaned back in my chair, the leather squeezing softly under my weight, I closed my eyes as the noise of the day finally faded into silence around me.My mind went straight to Marcus D’Angelo.Only the thought of his name made my chest tightened with something unpleasant.The meeting from yesterday replayed over and over in my head whether I wanted it to or not—his smug smile, his calculated pauses, the way he always spoke as if he already owned whatever he was discussing. He was dangerous, not because he acted like he was loud or reckless, but because he was patient. Marcus was the kind of man who never reached for anything unless he was certain it would definitely be his.And right now, it was painfully obvious what he wanted—no, who—who he wanted.And that was Akayda Jordan.My secretary.I opened my eyes slowly and began looking at the ceiling of my office as if it was going to solve every question in my head.On any other day, I wouldn’t have cared. Marcus was free