Novels by Glow

Evelyn POVThe medicine worked faster than I expected.Damien sat on the edge of the bed, shoulders slumped, the sharp lines of him softened in a way I had never seen before. His breathing was slower now. His eyelids drooped like they were fighting a losing battle.I dipped the cloth into the bowl again, wrung it out, then pressed it gently to the red patches climbing up his neck.He hissed quietly.“Stay still,” I said.“I am,” he murmured, though he shifted anyway, leaning slightly into my hand like he didn’t even realize he was doing it.That did something to me.The antihistamine had dulled his edges.I wiped along his jaw. “You didn’t have to do all this,” he said, eyes half-closed.I scoffed. “You nearly turned into a rash-covered liability on the floor. I was protecting myself.”A corner of his mouth lifted. “Liar.”I froze.I pulled the cloth away. “You’re drowsy. Don’t start talking nonsense.”He opened his eyes just enough to look at me.“I don’t,” he said quietly, “say thi

Evelyn POVWhen I got back home, Nimbus came running toward me like I had been gone for years instead of hours.I bent down instinctively and scooped him up, his soft weight settling against my chest. He purred, loud and proud, like he owned me now. Funny how fast he had claimed this place. Funny how fast I had let him.“Missed me?” I murmured, rubbing my cheek against his fur.I changed upstairs into something comfortable. When I came back downstairs, the house felt quieter than usual.I stopped one of the maids. “Have you seen Damien?”She shook her head. “No, ma’am.”“Alright,” I said easily. “Thank you.”Not that I cared.I sat down, Nimbus jumping onto the chair beside me like that was his assigned seat. My phone rang almost immediately.Liam.I picked up. “You’re here?”“Yes,” he replied. “Just arrived.”“I’ll come get you at the gate.”I dropped Nimbus back onto the chair, ignoring the offended look he gave me, and headed outside.Liam was already stepping in when I reached the

Evelyn POVI woke up feeling… good.My body felt rested, loose, like it had finally forgiven me. Five days of pain had passed, and this morning, for once, I was not at war with myself.I stood up from the bed, testing my weight, waiting for the familiar sting.Nothing.My gaze drifted across the room and landed on Damien.He was asleep at the table.Files were spread out in front of him, one still clutched in his hand like he had fought sleep and lost. His jacket was gone, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened. He looked… human. Tired. Real.I walked closer before I realized I was moving.Up close, his face stole my breath in a way I hated. His brows were relaxed, no usual tension between them. His lashes were thick, dark, unfairly long for a man who had no business being this handsome. His nose, sharp and straight. His lips slightly parted, soft when he was not using them to argue with me.Sleeping Damien was different. There was no arrogance here. No control. Just a man who had stayed awa

Damien POVEarlier that Saturday morningI was already at the office far earlier than I needed to be. Saturdays were supposed to be slow. Instead, I was signing documents like my life depended on them, pen moving on autopilot while my mind stayed elsewhere.Charles sat across from me, doing absolutely nothing useful.He leaned back in his chair, scrolling through his tablet, legs crossed like a man with no responsibilities. I ignored him. If I acknowledged his presence, he would only get louder.My phone buzzed on the desk.Before I could reach for it, Charles’ hand landed on it first.I sighed, already tired. “What is it.”He looked at the screen.Then he froze.Then he burst out laughing. A full, obnoxious, head-thrown-back laugh that echoed around my office.I stopped signing. Slowly raised my eyes to him. “What.”“Oh, man,” he wheezed, wiping his eyes. “You are finished. Brotherhood has officially lost you.”“Charles,” I warned.He ignored me completely. “If this is how love trea

mEvelyn POVThe moment the door clicked open, my soul left my body.I froze.Not because I wanted to. Because I physically could not move.My eyes locked on the doorway like maybe if I stared hard enough, this would turn into another cruel thought instead of reality. Maybe I had finally lost my mind. Maybe pain could cause hallucinations. I would welcome that explanation.But no. Damien stood there.Freshly dressed. Shoes still on. Keys in his hand. The kind of man who was supposed to be at work by now, not standing in the bedroom I had taken over like an uninvited disaster.I wanted the bed to swallow me whole. Every humiliating thought crashed into me at once. The stained sheets. My inability to stand. The fact that I looked weak, undone, exposed in ways I had never planned for him to see. This was not part of the script. I did not prepare for this version of myself.Worst betrayal of the morning.I froze, staring at him like maybe if I didn’t blink, this would rewind. Like maybe th

Evelyn POVI woke up to a sharp, unforgiving pain twisting low in my abdomen.It was anything but dull or manageable. This pain came violent and sudden, the kind that knocked the air out of your lungs before you could even swear properly. I dragged in a sharp breath through my teeth and opened my eyes, blinking against the light spilling into the room.The first thing I saw was the clock.8:00 a.m.“What the fuck,” I muttered.I stared at it like it had personally betrayed me. I had not woken up this late in years. Even on my worst days, even when sleep refused to come, my body never let me oversleep like this. My mind immediately started searching for reasons.Stress.Yesterday flashed through my head. The argument. Damien. The constant tension of living with a man who refused to break no matter how hard I pushed. I scoffed softly. Arguing with Damien was not a light activity. It took strategy. Energy. Stubbornness.That had to be it.I shifted, preparing to get out of bed, and the p