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CHAPTER 80 — WHEN RESTRAINT BREAKS The house was quiet, but the air was thick—dense with unsaid words and lingering heat. Sienna had chosen to stay in her suite that night, despite Damien’s insistence she move closer to him. Not out of defiance, but strategy. She needed to control her choices. She needed to set the terms. Damien didn’t push. He didn’t follow her in immediately. He waited. Watching. Silent. Calm on the surface, but Sienna could feel the tension radiating from him. It was coiled energy, deliberate restraint, and yet almost painful to witness. She wasn’t naive. She could see the subtle signs—his jaw flexing, the way his hand twitched at his side, the faint exhale that betrayed the storm inside him. She smiled faintly to herself. She liked that he wasn’t untouchable. She l
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