Damon's POV
"You want Maya?" I scoffed with disbelief. "You did all this—" I eyed him warily and looked around my office. "Because you want her?"
"She has always been mine."
"Oh, really? How lucky you are." I straightened my tie, irritation building up inside me. I'd always known he wanted her, but I underestimated his desire for her. Clearly, that was a great mistake on my part.
He leaned forward with a forced smile. "You don't get to make jokes about your situation. You're lucky I haven't taken these photos to anyone, and if you want it to—"
"Why haven't you shown anyone?" My voice was calm and controlled, but I was raging inside. "Why haven't you taken these photos to the board or the President? You hate me so much, so that should have been your first reaction."
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