Dimitri's POV:
I stroked Alice's hair and sighed. It was slowly starting to click why she'd acted up so much. If it bothered her so much how we were treating her she should've spoken up. I'd at least make sure from now on things would be the same as they were before.
I pick her up and place her on the mattress we have set up for whenever she comes to work with us. I kissed her forehead before walking back to my desk.
Damien abruptly turns to me with a perplexed face. "How could we not know? She called us p*****s. In a picture." He ran a hand through his hair and grumbled something to himself before starting to work again.
About half way through before we had to leave the door opens and Luke walks in with a girl I couldn't say I'm familiar with.
"What's up?" I question with confusion.
