~Aria's POV~
Every footstep we took echoed with a sharp sound. Lucien didn’t slow down his pace, he walked with the measured gravity of a man who was in control. His hand was a firm weight on my back, a silent declaration to the staff and security details lining the hall She is mine, and I am here.
The double mahogany doors to the Grand Boardroom stood like the gates to an ancient citadel. Two security guards, men I didn’t recognize from Lucien’s personal gurads stood at the entrance. They belonged to the company, to Helena.
As we approached, they made a move to step in our way with tight...