CH 30
The dim lights of the penthouse flickered as Aria stood by the window, her gaze lost in the city below. The chaos from the underground confrontation still thrummed in her veins, but it was the warmth of Damon’s presence beside her that made her pulse race faster than any danger could. His hand brushed against hers, the simplest touch igniting a storm within her.
“You’re quiet,” Damon murmured, his voice low and husky, pulling her gaze from the nightscape.
“I’m just… thinking,” she said softly, leaning into him, letting his scent envelop her. “Everything’s happening so fast.”
He turned to her, his intense eyes scanning her face, memorizing every detail as if she were the most precious treasure he had ever held. “I know,” he said, his fingers grazing her jawline. “And I need you to
