tortured

He stood by the door, his gaze fixed on her.

His eyes, a mesmerising shade of dark green, seemed to penetrate her very soul. However, instead of lust, they now held a hint of longing and tenderness.

"Did you miss me, princess?" he asked softly, his voice filled with genuine affection.

"It's nice to see you again." he added, a small smirk playing on his lips.

Crystal was taken aback, her mind racing with a whirlwind of thoughts. She couldn't believe the impact he still had on her, even after all this time

Damien moved closer. The warmth of his presence enveloped her, reminding her of the comfort she used to find in his touch.

He gently pulled her closer, his hand resting on

her waist. "You didn't answer me, princess," he said, a playful wink accompanying his words.

His touch sent shivers down her spine, but there was something different about it this time. It wasn't just the physical sensation, but a deeper connection that

made her heart race and her breath catch.

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