Damien's POV

I slammed my hand down on the desk. “Get out of my face. Both of you. Now. I need to think.”

They scrambled to their feet and left without a word. As the door shut behind them, I turned away, trembling with fury. I wanted to hurt Trey. He knew how much Maya meant to me, how badly I wanted her. And still, he acted on impulse, on lust, and nearly ruined everything.

No wonder she ran. This was all his fault. They weren’t planning to leave, at least, not until that night. He ...