Hailey
Not because I thought he'd hurt me- no, Damien was many things, but I knew he wouldn't hurt me. This fear was different. It came from knowing how easily he unraveled me.
I opened my mouth to speak, to say something- anything- but the words caught in my throat.
Then he moved closer, the scent of his cologne wrapping around me, intoxicating. His warm breath ghosted over my face, and I shivered. The cold mahogany desk bit through the fabric of my shirt as he pressed me against it, his body a stark contrast, radiating heat. Shivers ran down my spine and at the same time, sizzling fire wrapped around it, burning high.
Damien's hand wrapped around my throat- not tight, but enough to make my breath hitch. His eyes locked onto mine, burning with a mix of rage and desire.
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