LOGINSophia POV Damian didn't wait. His hand shot out—not to my wrist-, but lower,. His fingers hooked beneath the waistband of my sleep shorts-, gripping my panties with firm, possessive intent,. "Damian—" He pulled. The sudden pressure yanked me forward with a gasp-, my body colliding with his,. His free arm banded around my waist, lifting me off my feet-, carrying me to the bed while I clutched at his shoulders-. He tossed me onto the mattress,. I bounced, breath knocked from my lungs-, and before I could scramble back-, he was on me—knees bracketing my hips-, hands pinning my wrists above his head,. "Let me go-," I demanded, even as my pulse raced,. "No,." His mouth hovered over mine. "Tonight-, I'm going to make you understand exactly who you belong to Wifey,." His lips brushed my jaw-, my throat, my collarbone—each touch feather-light-, teasing-, deliberately insufficient,. I squirmed beneath him, already aching for more,. Stop responding, I told myself. Don't give him the s
Sophia POVFor almost an entire hour...I hadn't thought about Damien.And somehow...That felt like the biggest relief of all.By the time Lorenzo and I stepped out of the café-, the sun had begun its slow descent, bathing the city in shades of orange and gold,."I should let you go-," Lorenzo said-, glancing at his watch,. "I've already stolen enough of your Saturday,."I smiled,."It wasn't stolen,.""No?"I shook my head,."I actually enjoyed it,."His lips curved into a genuine smile,."I'm glad,."For a moment-, neither of us moved,.Then he slipped one hand into his pocket,."I'd like to do this again sometime,."I hesitated,.Not because I didn't enjoy talking to him...But because I knew my life wasn't simple enough for this friendship to remain uncomplicated."I'd like that too," I admitted carefully.He extended his hand,."It was nice getting to know you-, Sophia,."Instead of shaking it immediately-, I looked at him for a second,.There was nothing calculating in his expr
Sophia POVSaturday mornings were supposed to be quieter,.At least-, that's what I'd always believed,.Yet here I was-, sitting inside the company's main conference room at barely nine in the morning-, surrounded by laptops-, reports-, half-empty coffee cups-, and people who looked just as reluctant to be working on a weekend as I felt,.Damien had made one thing very clear after breakfast,.He wanted this project finished as soon as possible.Originally, we had another week before the final submission.But after Lorenzo's and Italy thing, Damien had decided there was no point dragging it out. If everyone worked through the weekend-, we could have the entire proposal completed within the next two days,.I shifted uncomfortably in my chair-, instinctively reaching up to the high neckline of my cream-colored blouse,.I never wore high-neck tops to work that often,.But today, I hadn't had much of a choice,.The soft fabric concealed the dark marks scattered across my neck and collarbone
Sophia POVThe early morning light barely crept through the curtains when I stirred awake at five,. My body felt heavy, still in the same dress from last night,. The fabric clung to me uncomfortably-, and I desperately needed to wash off the remnants of yesterday,.I moved quietly, slipping into the bathroom and letting the hot water pour over me,. The steam filled the space, and for a few minutes-, I let my mind drift to the project waiting on my laptop—logistics optimization details that needed refining before the next meeting. It was easier to think about spreadsheets and data than about the mess my life had become,.After toweling off and pulling on a fresh robe-, I stepped back into the bedroom,. My breath caught in my throat. Damien sat on the edge of the bed-, shirtless, his broad chest rising and falling with each breath,. His eyes locked onto mine immediately, dark and simmering with something I couldn't quite read,."Where the hell were you?" His voice was low but edged wit
Damien POVThe vibe in the Romano mansion was a thick sscent of old money and expensive lilies-, the kind of atmosphere I usually navigated with my eyes closed.I had arrived and waited for Sophia to comes soon, deep down I was expecting the usual: Sophia appearing as a misplaced shadow in a room full of light, looking like a girl who had accidentally trying to fit into a palace.I was prepared to be the one to taunt her, or more accurately, the one to remind her exactly why she didn’t fit in. Then I saw her.The world didn’t stop-, but my heart hit a jagged rhythm that I couldn’t control. She was wearing a dress the color of a deep-, silk that clung to her in all the right places and flowed like water when she moved,. Her hair was loose-, her skin glowed-, and for the first time in my life-, I was genuinely speechless,.I didn't want to admit it-, but she didn't look like a "charity case" or a "girl from Brooklyn,." She looked like a queen who had just decided to grace the room with
Sophia POVThe bedroom door clicked shut behind him,.I stood near the bed, my pulse still racing-, while Damien remained by the door-, his broad shoulders tense-, his expression unreadable,.The silence stretched until it became unbearable,.I swallowed,."Whatever you're thinking..." I began quietly-, "nothing happened between Lorenzo and me,."He didn't answer,.I forced myself to continue."We met once in Italy. We danced. That's all."Still nothing."I didn't even know who he was back then."He took one slow step toward me."I didn't know he would become your business partner. I didn't know he would come to New York."Another step."I never hid anything from you."His eyes never left mine."So whatever you're worried about..." I said carefully, "...your reputation isn't at risk."He remained silent."Neither is Hayes Global."Another step."Neither is this partnership."He stopped only a few feet away."It's not about the company anymore."His voice was low.Steady.Dangerously ca
Damien POVPersonally, I usually do not spend the night in the office, but due to a necessity of an important meeting the following day I had to.The still office, the vacant floor, During night, the lights were reduced, the soft buzz of machines winding down for the evening.And her.Sophia Rivera
Sophia POVI hardly got any sleep Each time I shut my eyes, I was drawn back by a memory of the elevator. That moment.His face inches from mine.It came to my mind, and my heart was still racing, as my body hadn’t yet acknowledged that the moment was over.What struck me more than the proximity
Damian POVI didn’t like her.From the moment that coffee-stained whirlwind stepped into Hayes Global, something about her unsettled me.Sophia Rivera,Some middle-class girl with a degree from a mediocre college and a comparatively low sense of confidence. She belonged nowhere, nowhere here, not i
Sophia POVThe skyscraper of Hayes Global enterprises towered over me, so tall that it almost felt like Brooklyn could have been on another planet.The mirrored glass sheets caught the morning light, reflecting the cold Manhattan sky, polish and intimidating.I smoothed my blazer, adjusted the stra







