Zero Tolerance

Avery

Declan raised an eyebrow. "More competitive than me? I doubt it." He leaned against his desk, arms crossed. "I'll have a word with the PR department. This is unacceptable."

"They're probably overwhelmed with all the gossip about you," I suggested, unable to resist the jab.

"That's literally their job, Avery. To monitor and manage my public image." He picked up his phone, his jaw tightening.