“We get it, you spun the story,” Darius said, his voice harsh. “Now call The Daily Solaria and get them to take down the photos.” “Why?” Tory asked, her gaze locking on him coldly. Darius ground his jaw and folded his arms. “You don’t need to have half naked photographs of you everywhere to make the story work.” “From the man who published a picture of me in my underwear without asking me?”
