ARIA'S POV:

Enoch did not move. Even though I hit him hard across the face with all my might, it probably felt to him like air on his skin.

“Luna, I wouldn't do anything that is not my job,” he said,

“And your job here is?” My voice was gradually going through his roof.

“A shadow assistant,”

“That is not a thing!” I yelled, “and even if for any reason it is, how does that justify you in the bathroom with me, trying to take off my clothes?”

Enoch was calm, unfazed, while I was in a state of panic, yelling at the top of my voice. Since he wasn't...