Damon's POV
I tensed, ready to intervene if Sasha made any attempt to touch Maya. Sasha's smug smile suggested she believed she had the upper hand, and perhaps she did, but I wasn't about to let her lay a finger on the woman I loved.
"Maya..." I stepped forward, but she turned to me with a steely gaze that stopped me in my tracks.
"I gave you the chance to handle this your way, Damon, and you failed. Now we're doing this my way, and you're going to stay out of it!" Her tone left no room for argument, leaving me paralyzed with indecision. I stood helplessly as Maya redirected her attention to Sasha. "So you're the infamous Sasha? I expected someone more... impressive."
"Well, aren't you a fiery little thing!" Sasha's mocking smile spread across her face. "Did you know you're sleeping with my husband, sweetheart?"
