AVA’S POV I pulled my hand back from Damien so fast it felt like I had touched hot iron. My heart was hammering inside my chest, and my palms felt cold. I did not want Selene to get the wrong idea about us. I did not want her to think there was anything going on between me and Damien. I pushed him off me with a quick shove, took a big step back, and forced a soft, polite greeting. "Good morning, Selene," I said, trying my best to make my voice sound normal, even though my throat felt dry. Damien turned around on his heels to face her. His brows pulled together in a tight, angry line, and his jaw was set stiff. "What are you doing here, Selene?" he asked, his tone flat, sharp, and strict. Selene did not get angry at his harsh voice. She did not even blink. She just gave him a sweet, bright smile, stepped past the doorway, and walked into the room like she owned the whole place. Her high heels made quiet tapping sounds against the floor as she walked in. "I am just visiting my new
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