31. Make my Move

( CAST POV )

Selena barged into my office without knocking.

I barely looked up from my desk. I didn't want to deal with her shit today.

Or any day, for that matter.

"Castor Roman... We need to talk," she said. She was acting all sweet and never used my full name unless she wanted something.

I sighed and leaned back in my chair. "Selena, I don't have time for this. I'm busy."

She dropped a thick folder onto my desk, the papers spilling across the wood. I didn't need to open it to know what was inside.

Copies of the texts. Every single damn message I'd ever sent her during our relationship. The years when I said whatever I needed to just to keep her quiet.

"You should make time," she hissed, crossing her arms as she stared at me. "Because if you don't, everyone will know what you said about Lila and precious widow Roman."

"You've already shown them to both, haven't you? What more do you want?"

She smirked. "I want you. I want what we used to have. You remember, don't you, Castor? Yo