ARIA’S POV
Damien looked down at me, his eyes sparkling with amusement. I could feel the tension growing between us, the calm before an explosive storm.
Grace nudged my back, and I shook my head.
“You’re early,” I said.
He shrugged, taking another step closer to me. “I figured I would surprise you.”
“Your timing couldn’t have been worse,” I muttered under my breath.
“Imagine my surprise,” he continued, completely ignoring me, “When I arrived, and you were talking about how powerless I was under your touch.”
My face burned a deep shade of maroon. I refused to meet his eyes.
“What was it you said, Aria?”
“She said she bent you to her will,” Grace answered for me.
I shot her a withering look over my shoulder. She feigned innocence.
Damien grinned. “Tell me exactly how you bent me t
