Kaira's POV

I sat in the back seat, my fingers fidgeting with my bag as thoughts of Damian flooded in; his behavior, the way he looked at me... My heart pulsed harder at the memory, and I felt warmth creeping over my skin until I shook my head, trying to clear it. The silence pressed in around me, and then suddenly...

The car rolled to a stop.

"We’re here, ma’am," Vincent said firmly.

"Thank you," I replied with a small smile as I stepped out.

"For everything you did today," I added, ...