Chapter 11

Draven's POV Suddenly, that unbearable harpy Ella Howard, who had witnessed the entire scene right in front of us, started speaking almost with a shout. "What do you think you're doing, you little hussy? Get your hands off Draven, you gold-digger!" Without releasing my grip on my assistant's waist, I whispered in her ear, "Don't you dare move away." Of course, she had felt my arousal pressing against her, but no one else needed to witness that. I looked at the harpy with murderous eyes, Alaric snarling as I said, "Lower your voice, Ella, and apologize to Miss Caroline immediately." "What's this, Draven? I'm just putting this nobody in her place. She's openly throwing herself at you." Ella's eyes flashed with indignation. "Besides, she blocked the door and wouldn't let me in to see you, saying I needed to be announced. That's ridiculous! Since when do I need to be announced? Tell her who I am and put her in her place. You need to reprimand her, Draven. I think you should even fire her."