“I don’t want anyone else near you. Not now. Not ever.”
They hung in the air, heavier than the silence that had filled Evelyn’s room moments before. Damian stood at the edge of her bed, his fists clenched at his sides, watching her eyes widen at the confession. He hadn’t meant to say it. He never lost control of his words. Not in the boardroom. Not in his father’s presence. Not with women.
But Evelyn wasn’t like anyone else.
Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came. Her hand was pressed against the blanket over her stomach as though protecting the child already growing inside her. His child.
Damian’s gaze followed that hand, and something hot and primal twisted in his chest. Possession. Fear. Desire. All tangled into one dangerous rope threatening to strangle him.
He took a step cl
