-Octavia-
“Isabella?”
Isabella was about to head out with Damian for a night on the town. They deserved a break after their hard work trying to gather supporters for Valerio and me.
She turned around in the doorway, wearing a tight black dress that accentuated her curves beautifully. It was clear from Damian’s gaze that the dress wouldn’t survive the night. His eyes were locked on her with a hunger that made it obvious.
She smiled as I descended the stairs and let go of Damian’s hand as she met me halfway.
“What is it?” she asked.
I stopped in front of her, bending slightly since she was a bit shorter than me.
“Did you…” I glanced at Damian, unsure if she had mentioned the assignment I’d given her. “Find that… thing for me?”
Damian stood with his hands in his pockets, his green ey
