FORTY-SEVEN

KIERA'S POV

I felt like a spectator caught in a storm. Gabriel and Damien were locked in a heated argument, their voices rising and falling like waves crashing against the shore. It was clear that the tension between them ran deeper than mere sibling rivalry; it was complex.

When Gabriel jabbed at Damien for defending me, my brows shot up at his remark about what Damien would do next. It was undeniable that he was the one at the door yesterday. But why was he so upset? I thought he wanted nothing to do with me.

Then came the question that left me utterly speechless.

“What will it be then? Will you be my PA or not?” Gabriel asked, his expression as cold as death.

My tongue felt locked, and my eyes darted between them. I sensed Damien’s silent disapproval, but there seemed to be more to Gabriel’s offer. Why was he making me his PA right after I caught him with Linda?

Just as I was about to speak, the door swung open, and Lewis barged in.

Thank God! Even if it was just a temporary save,