Damien
I saw her before the doors even opened all the way.
She walked in beside me like she owned the f*****g place, her heels cutting against the floor in sharp little clicks that sounded louder than the bass thumping through the walls. I should’ve hated it. Should’ve reminded her she was only here because I wanted her close, because I didn’t trust her in the penthouse tonight. But f**k me I couldn’t stop looking.
The club swallowed us whole. Lights flashing red, blue, white. Cigarette smoke and sweat rolling through the air, bodies pressed so close together it was impossible to breathe without taking in someone else’s perfume, someone else’s cologne, someone else’s skin. My world usually thrived in chaos like this, but tonight I was focused on one thing.
Her.
Aria.
She had put on t
