Sophia's POV.
It was strange how the one person I was so angry at and blaming for everything that happens to me is the same person standing right there at this point with me and kissing me so passionately. I tried to breathe, but I could not find the space to do so, and it was as if he intensified the moments, making my heartbeat faster and faster.
It was not until I felt his hand moving through my body that I tried to pull away, but I realized I could not.
He finally broke off the kiss, and I found myself breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath as I looked up at his face. He was breathing the same way, his eyes were dangerously red, and I saw the way his lips parted. It was to see if he was going to come from me again.
"Damian, I can't do this," I said, turning around immediately
