DAMIEN
I paced the living room, every tick of the clock echoing like a countdown to what I had planned. The sun had started to dip behind the city skyline, casting long shadows across the sleek floors of the house.
I was waiting, patient—but not calm. Patience had never been my strong suit.
Aliyah had agreed to meet me here. After the audacity of her trying to play tough with me the other night, I had to see for myself just how bold she really was.
Of course, I wasn’t alone. Marion had hooked me up with someone, a female bouncer, the kind of woman who looked like she could make the devil think twice before crossing her. I liked that. I liked a woman who could handle herself.
Fifteen minutes later, I saw the familiar hum of a car engine outside.
My eyes narrowed as Aliyah ste
