Mag-log inDamon“What’s that?” Evelyn’s voice came through the phone, followed by a brief pause. “I’m coming right away.” The call ended before I could ask what she meant, and the second the screen went dark, my entire body went rigid. Lina was still standing there with that irritatingly satisfied expression on her face, the missing envelope resting casually in her hand, and I knew I had seconds at most. I moved without thinking, crossing the room and grabbing her arm before she could react. “What are you doing?” she hissed, but I didn't answer. I pulled her toward the hidden entrance beneath the floor, forcing it open before pushing her down into the underground passage. “Move,” I ordered coldly, and she stumbled forward, catching herself before turning around with a furious glare. “Damon, you can't—” I pushed her farther inside and stepped down after her, my expression hardening as I pointed toward the underground room. “Stay there,” I ordered through clenched teeth, but before I could
Damon“Fuck, that was close,” I muttered under my breath the moment I stepped out of the room, pulling the door shut behind me as I dragged a hand through my hair, my pulse still beating harder than it should have been. For a few seconds, I simply stood there, staring at the closed door while the image of Evelyn inside that room replayed in my head, and the thought that she had been only a few steps away from discovering everything made my jaw tighten. I needed to be more careful. Much more careful. “What the hell is going on with you lately, Damon?” Lina’s sharp voice cut through my thoughts, and I turned to find her standing a few feet away with her arms folded tightly across her chest, her expression filled with suspicion. I ignored her and started walking, but she immediately stepped into my path, forcing me to stop. “Is it really that serious with her?” she demanded, her eyes narrowing as she searched my face. “You’ve never been serious about any woman, so why her? Huh?” I s
EvelynI stepped farther into the hidden room, moving cautiously as my eyes slowly adjusted to the dim red light, and the first thing I noticed was the walls, because they were covered with photographs, hundreds of them, scattered across the surface in no obvious order, although the darkness and the strange lighting made most of them too blurry for me to understand what I was looking at, which only made the uneasy feeling in my stomach grow stronger. I moved closer, narrowing my eyes as I tried to make out the faces and details in the pictures, wondering why Damon would have a hidden room filled with photographs in the first place and why he had never mentioned anything about it, when suddenly a familiar voice drifted through the silence behind me.“Missed me so much that you had to come back?” My entire body froze. Slowly, I turned around, and there he was, standing at the far end of the room, dressed in dark clothes with that infuriatingly calm expression on his face.Damon starte
EvelynThe second I got back to my room, I dropped face first onto the bed like my body had completely given up on me. The mattress dipped beneath me as I buried my face into the pillow, but it did absolutely nothing to calm the mess happening inside my head.“What is wrong with you, Evelyn?” I groaned into the pillow before rolling onto my back sharply.My fingers dragged over my lips slowly, and I bit down on the bottom one without realizing it.This was getting completely out of hand. It was supposed to be simple. A contract. Just a stupid arrangement between two people using each other for their own reasons. That was all. Nothing emotional. Nothing complicated. So why did my chest still feel tight?Why could I still feel his breath against my neck?And worst of all… why the hell could I still picture the water dripping down his body?My eyes squeezed shut instantly. Bad idea.Because the image only became clearer.The way his wet hair had fallen over his forehead. The drops of wat
Damon “You can leave now if you want,” I murmured against her lips, my voice low enough to make the silence between us feel heavier. “Because when I start, I don’t stop.” The words came out rougher than I intended. Evelyn stayed beneath me, her breathing uneven, and the closer I looked at her, the more obvious it became that she was fighting herself. I could see it in her eyes. That hesitation and fear. That dangerous curiosity she kept trying to bury. But she still didn’t move. A slow smile pulled at the corner of my mouth. “I’ll take that as a yes.” I leaned closer until my lips brushed the shell of her ear. Her entire body tensed instantly beneath me, and the reaction alone nearly destroyed the little control I had left. Then I lowered my mouth to her neck. The second my lips touched her skin, she gasped softly. Just one small sound. But damn. That tiny sound hit me harder than it should have. My hand pressed into the mattress beside her while I kissed the se
Evelyn I pulled away from him so fast his fingers slipped from the zipper immediately. “That’s enough. I’ll do the rest myself,” I said quickly, forcing my voice to stay steady while I reached behind me again. But Damon's eyes narrowed slowly as he stared at me, and suddenly the air inside the room felt too thick to breathe properly. The corner of his mouth lifted, just enough to make my stomach tighten. “Looks like you finally remembered what happened that night.” My heart skipped so violently it almost hurt. The zipper stopped moving completely beneath my fingers. For a second, I forgot how to breathe. Damon took one slow step closer. I immediately stepped back. Then another and another until my back hit the wall behind me. The cold surface against my skin did absolutely nothing to cool the sudden heat rushing through my body. His hands moved to the wall, caging me in. His eyes stayed locked on mine the entire time, dark and unreadable, watching every tiny reactio
Evelyn“Father…” Damon said quietly. One hand pressed against the side of his face where the slap had landed, he slowly turned his head back, his jaw tight. A faint red mark was already forming against his skin, but he didn’t react angrily. He just looked at his father.And the anger in Mr. Moretti
Evelyn“Damo—”“Shhh… just follow my lead,” Damon murmured, cutting me off softly as he stepped out of the car.The night air brushed against my skin the second the door opened, cool against the heat trapped beneath the sequined dress clinging to my body. Damon rounded the car and held his hand ou
Evelyn“You’re sure about that… little vice?” Damon’s voice cut through the line, sharp and amused in a way that instantly made my spine stiffen, like he could somehow see straight through me even without being here.I swallowed, forcing my tone to stay steady despite the way my fingers tightened s
Evelyn I didn’t sleep much that night. Even when I closed my eyes, that message kept replaying in my head. [Stop crying. It doesn’t suit you.] The water ran down my skin, warm, steady. My fingers slid through my hair slowly, my eyes closing for a brief second as I tilted my head back, letting th







