Chapter 125

• Nora’s POV
• I stood in front of my mirror, smoothing down my black silk dress. It was elegant, hugging my curves in the right places, with a slit that ran high up my thigh. I wasn’t dressing to impress, but I knew the kind of crowd I would be walking into tonight—powerful lawyers who fed off confidence and intimidation. If I was going to fit in, I had to look like I belonged.
• The sound of a car pulling up outside made me grab my clutch and take one final deep breath before stepping out. As I approached Damian, who was leaning against his sleek black Maserati, I caught the way his eyes traveled over me. He had been staring for a full five seconds before he finally shut his mouth, but the damage was already done.