The city lights outside the penthouse blurred into streaks of gold and silver as Bella collapsed onto the plush velvet couch, trembling. Her body still buzzed from the intensity of Damien’s touches, a fire that refused to die down. Every nerve seemed alive, every inch of her aching in ways she hadn’t known possible. She pressed a hand to her chest, trying to calm the rapid thump of her heartbeat, but the moment her eyes landed on Damien, everything went taut again.
He leaned against the edge of the couch, shirtless, muscles flexed under the dim lighting, his gaze smoldering like molten steel. There was no hesitation in his expression—no uncertainty. Only raw, unfiltered obsession. “Bella,” he murmured, voice low, husky, vibrating through the air between them. “Do you know what you do to m
