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Chapter 174

Author: Bunnykoo
last update publish date: 2026-03-07 04:19:01

One week has passed.

Seven days since Aria had pretended to sleep while Damian stood in the doorway of the guest room. Seven days since she'd seen that photo of him with Elena Winters, smiling for cameras the morning after he'd left her unconscious and destroyed.

Seven days of something shifting inside her chest.

She woke up every morning before dawn. Made coffee. Waited in the kitchen for whatever orders Damian would leave before going to work. Every night, she ate dinner while he watched. Ans
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    The suite doors opened to warm, low lighting. Rose petals lay thick across the huge bed, red against the white sheets. The fireplace crackled softly in the corner, throwing dancing shadows on the walls. Tall windows showed the city lights, but right now the only thing that mattered was the space between their bodies. A silver ice bucket sat on the side table next to a half-empty tumbler of whiskey.Damian closed the doors behind them. The music followed them inside, faint and low. Aria stepped right into him this time. She pushed his jacket off his shoulders, then started working the buttons of his shirt open one by one, her fingers brushing his skin. She leaned in and kissed his collarbone, then moved up to his throat, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. He groaned deep in his chest when she bit the muscle of his shoulder.“Fuck, baby,” he rasped, voice rough. “Mark me. I want everyone to see.”She kept going, smiling against his skin, kissing down his c

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    Aria stood in front of the full-length mirror in the penthouse, running her hands down the sides of the black dress. The fabric felt nice against her skin, soft and a little clingy in all the right places, nothing stiff or showy. She had left her hair down because she knew he liked it that way, the waves falling loose over her shoulders. She turned a little, checking the back, when she heard his footsteps behind her. Damian stepped up close, already in his dark suit with the top button open, and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He didn’t say anything right away. He just pulled her back against his chest and pressed a slow kiss right below her ear, his breath warm and steady.“You look like mine,” he said quietly, his voice low and rough like it always got when he was feeling possessive.She smiled and turned in his arms, giving him a quick, warm kiss on the mouth. “Then take me out.”The ride down in the elevator was quiet. In the car, the ci

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