The city below twinkled like a sea of stars, but inside Damien’s penthouse, the world had narrowed to the heat between them. Bella lay against him, tangled in his arms, her heart hammering as his fingers traced patterns over her back, sending shivers that ran straight to her core. She wanted to pull away, to regain some semblance of control, but every glance from his dark, smoldering eyes pulled her back in.
“You’re staring,” Damien murmured, his lips brushing her temple. “What are you thinking, Bella?”
“I… I don’t know,” she admitted, voice trembling. “I’ve never felt like this before. It’s overwhelming.”
Damien chuckled, a deep, possessive sound that reverberated through her chest. “Good. That’s exactly how you should feel. Because I’m not gentle with you, Bella. Not anymore. Not toni
