Damien's POV

I am abruptly awakened from my trance by the buzzing sound of the intercom on the desk, and I drop the pen I was holding in order to pick it up.

I raise an eyebrow as Anna says into the phone, "Mrs. D'Alonzo is here to see you, sir."

What on earth is Caroline doing at this time in my office? I'm getting ready for a meeting outside of the office that starts in an hour.

Because she is aware of how hectic I can be, Caroline seldom calls the workplace. I used to sometimes stay the night at work, particularly after Helena passed away. Since nobody was...