CH 35
The early morning light spilled over the city, but the streets below were anything but calm. Damon and Aria moved with calculated precision, their footsteps silent against the cold pavement. Every alleyway held secrets, every corner whispered danger, and yet, the tension between them wasn’t only from the threats surrounding them—it was the invisible thread of desire and trust that bound their hearts and bodies together.
Aria’s hand found Damon’s as they navigated the twisting streets, a quiet reassurance amidst the storm. “I can feel it,” she murmured, voice barely audible. “Something’s different tonight. The air… it’s heavier.”
Damon’s eyes flickered toward the shadows ahead, his jaw tight. “You’re right. We’re walking into a storm. But we’ll face it together. Always.”
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