Kaira's POV

Slowly, I turned back to face them.

My eyes locked on Damian, and the irritation burning inside me was sharp enough to slice through stone.

But on the outside… it probably didn’t show as much as I wanted.

Or maybe no one actually noticed it.

I didn’t move closer, nor say a word.

I just stood there pressed, nauseous, annoyed, and staring straight at him, waiting for whatever command he suddenly felt like giving this time.

The chief maid stepped forward carefully, each ...