Damon's POV

"What is the problem?" I asked, arching my eyebrows as Hart barged into my office, looking pensive.

He didn't have a reason to do that. I had already signed and handed the documents I needed to. We needed to find a way to keep the contract we were about to leave. This wasn't the time for him to play open and close with my office door.

"You need to see this." He said, handing his phone to me.

I sighed, steeling my heart before I collected his phone and expecting the worst. I ...