Mia couldn’t stop thinking about Damien. Every glance, every word from him replayed in her mind.
That evening, she found herself in the courtyard again, hoping for a casual encounter. She didn’t have to wait long. Damien appeared from the staircase, hands in his pockets, calm and commanding as always.
“You are back,” he said. “I wasn’t expecting you so soon.”
Mia felt a flutter in her chest. “I… I wanted to… talk,” she stammered.
Damien’s dark eyes studied her, sharp and knowing. “Talk, huh? You seem to enjoy testing boundaries.”
Her mouth went dry, heat rising to her cheeks. “I… I just…”
“You like to see what you can get away with,” he said slowly like he had all the time in the world. “I told you curiosity can be… dangerous, little one. But it is fascinating.”
Mia shivered as his
