Aria POV
The glass doors of Ravenwood's City Development Board gleamed in the morning sun.
I adjusted my blazer, smoothing the burgundy fabric. Behind me, my assistant carried the presentation materials, her expression calm and professional.
"Ready, Ms. Monroe?" she asked.
"Always." I stepped inside, my heels clicking against marble.
The conference room on the fifteenth floor was already filling with board members and city officials. And there, at the far end of the table, sat Damien Blackwood.
Our eyes met across the room.
His jaw tightened as I smiled.
"Ms. Monroe." Board Chairman Richard Torres gestured to a seat. "Thank you for coming. Mr. Blackwood arrived just moments ago."
"Perfect timing then." I settled into my chair, placing my portfolio on the table.
Damien's gaze burned into me. I ignored it, focusing on Torres as he called the meeting to order.
