Madilyn's POV
His smell intoxicated me. I thought I was going to faint. I had to get out of there, so I ran. I got back to my dressing room and just the thought of him made my cheeks turn bright red. This man was my weakness. Which scared me to death because once someone knows your weakness they can use it against you. When you're happy you have everything to lose. But I believe that, together, our weaknesses can become our strengths. That's what love is, right? As I turned to leave, there he was, Damon Stone. He makes me speak less. I was floundering. I didn't know what to say, but before I could say anything, he spoke first.
"Hello Mate." he said again with a devilish smile on my face.
"Hello Damon." I said, trying to control my breathing.
This man standing before me was hand craft
