Chapter 3

Breaking Rules

I stormed into the penthouse ahead of him, the emerald gown suddenly feeling too tight, too exposing. The door clicked shut behind us with a finality that made my skin prickle. The entire ride back had been silent, thick with everything we weren’t saying.

“You crossed the line tonight,” I snapped, whirling to face him. “That wasn’t acting. Your hands were everywhere.”

Damien loosened his bowtie with a slow tug, eyes locked on me. “I was selling the relationship. That’s what you signed up for.”

“Public appearances!” I marched closer, jabbing a finger at his chest. “Not groping me under the table like I’m your personal...