No Ones POV
CRASH!
A shattering sound echoed through the massive luxury bedroom. A priceless crystal vase smashed directly against the wall. Everything in the room was completely devastated- mirrors were cracked, designer perfume bottles were shattered, and silk pillows were ripped.
"WHO DID THIS?!" Amelia screamed, her face contorted in pure rage, her throat raw. "DIDN'T I STRICTLY ORDER YOU TO BLOCK ANY KIND OF PAPARAZZI?! HOW DID THIS PIC GO VIRAL?!"
Her personal assistant stood dead center in the room, shivering violently from head to toe. Broken glass completely surrounded her flats, and she didn't dare move an inch, terrified that a stray shard- or Amelia's next projectile would slice her open.
