Damien’s POV
I hissed under my breath as the call went straight to voicemail again. I lowered the phone and stared at the screen before immediately pressing her number once more.
Ring.
Ring.
Voicemail.
“Damn it, Ofelia.”
I leaned back in my office chair and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past closing time. Everyone had gone home hours ago. Everyone except me. I was still sitting here like a fool, waiting for a woman who wasn’t answering her phone.
I rubbed my forehead in frustration. I had already called the mansion.
She wasn’t there. Victoria hadn’t seen her since this morning. No one knew where she had gone after leaving the office. A hundred possibilities ran through my head. Had she quit? Had she gone back to that worthless ex of hers? Had something happened to
