As soon as the door closed, Cainan spoke, his tone rigid and unfriendly. “What are you doing here?” He finally asked, walking over to his desk adding, “I don’t remember calling you over so you shouldn’t even be here.”

Jasmin stared at him, remembering exactly why she was here and what it was he had done to her, and her cheeks heat. “You didn’t have to call me over, your actions called over.”

His brow rose. “What actions?”

She hissed and rolled her eyes. She couldn’t bite around the bush, she didn’t have the time to. So she cut straight to the reason she was here. “Please spare me the...