ARIA'S POV
The alarm went off at 5 AM, shattering what little sleep Aria had managed.
She'd been awake most of the night, staring at the ceiling, her mind spinning with anxiety about today. Her first day at Blackwood Enterprises. Her first day as Damien's personal assistant. Her first day of proving she was worth the risk he was taking.
Her first day of complete submission.
She dragged herself out of bed, every muscle protesting. The past month of overwork at the hospital combined with barely eating had left her weak, hollowed out. She caught sight of herself in the bathroom mirror and winced.
Dark circles under her eyes. Cheekbones too prominent. Collarbones jutting out. She'd lost at least fifteen pounds in the past month...weight she couldn't afford to lose.
He's going to notice. He already noticed yesterday.
