Damien’s POV

The mansion loomed behind me as the car door shut with a muted thud. The driver didn’t need to be told where to go, I had already had this conversation with him

I sank into the back seat, my body already tense from the morning drama between Bianca and Nina.

Bianca’s face flashed in my mind, when Nina kissed me.

Was that jealousy I saw in her? Was Bianca jealous of Nina. And what for? Me?

The question rung in my head.

Was she really jealous of Nina? Or was ...