Ruthless Devotion

Vivienne's POV.

I stormed into Don’s office, my mind racing with both anger and confusion. I didn’t even bother knocking. The door swung open, and there he was, sitting behind his desk, calm and collected, like he hadn't just ruined a man’s entire career.

"Vivienne," he greeted, his eyes immediately softening at the sight of me. It made my throat tighten, but I shoved the feeling aside. I was here