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Sienna’s POV
I’m losing myself.
It’s been building for weeks, this slow, creeping obsession. I should hate him for it—for the way he’s unraveled me, twisted me into something I don’t recognize. I should push back, regain control.
But I don’t.
I can’t.
Not when every touch, every command, every filthy word he’s ever whispered to me has burrowed so deep inside me I can’t escape it. Not when I close my eyes and all I see is him.
Damian Cross has ruined me.
And the worst part? He knows it.
He watches me too closely now, like he’s waiting for me to crack, waiting to see just how far I’ll go before I finally admit that I belong to him.
But I won’t.
So I do the only thing I can—I fight. I act out. I remind him that I’m still Sienna Laurent, the woman who doesn’t bow to anyone.
Even
