The door clicked shut behind them, the sound a finality that echoed in Bella’s mind. Her eyes darted around the room, trying to focus on anything other than Damian, but her body betrayed her, every instinct screaming that she couldn’t escape him, not here, not now.
Damian stood a few steps away, his back to her as he took in the view of the city, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the dimming light. There was something about his presence, something magnetic and commanding, that made it impossible for Bella to look away. Her heart still hammered in her chest, but now it wasn’t out of fear—no, it was something else. Something deeper. Something far more dangerous.
“Don’t look so tense,” Damian said, his voice still smooth, like silk against her skin. He turned to face her, his eyes gli
