Damien’s fury was a living, breathing entity, consuming him from the inside out. The moment he received the call about Bella’s kidnapping, every ounce of control he had over himself shattered. His penthouse, once a sanctuary of power and control, became a cage of chaos. Glasses shattered against marble floors, awards toppled, and monitors sparked as he slammed his fists against everything in sight. The air reeked of expensive alcohol mixed with the metallic tang of blood from a fresh gash on his knuckle. Damien didn’t care. Nothing mattered except Bella.
Every memory of her, every stolen night of passion and whispered command, surged through him like a tidal wave. He could almost feel the curve of her body beneath his hands, the tremble of desire that had once accompanied every touch. Ero
