LOGINI was just the maid. He was the billionaire heir—cold, untouchable, and engaged to another woman. I had no business wanting him. He had no reason to touch me. Yet, the first time Damian Blackwood’s scorching gaze met mine in the darkened hallway of his mansion, I knew—I was already his. It started as a mistake. A single, reckless night where his lips crushed mine, his hands claimed my body, and I let him ruin me completely. But Damian doesn’t do mistakes. He doesn’t do love. He takes, possesses, devours—and once he has a taste, he never lets go. Now, I’m trapped in his world of forbidden passion, dangerous secrets, and ruthless obsession. Every stolen kiss is a betrayal. Every whispered command is a sin. And every night in his bed brings me closer to destruction. Because in Damian’s world, love is weakness. And I just might be the one thing he’s willing to break all his rules for. A scorching-hot billionaire romance filled with lust, obsession, and devastating passion. Perfect for fans of dark, forbidden love stories.
View MoreAria’s POVI couldn’t think. Not straight. Not clearly. Not at all.Everything I touched that morning slipped from my fingers. The silverware clattered. I spilled tea on the tablecloth. I walked into a wall.My body was here, but my mind was back in that hallway. Back where his mouth was on me. Back where I lost control. Back where I gave in.The memory came in sharp, hot flashes, his hands gripping my thighs, the sound of my name on his lips, the way he looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered.My stomach fluttered, heat rushing through me. I pressed a hand to my chest and tried to breathe.“Aria!”I blinked. Serena’s voice snapped me back into the present.She stood at the end of the hallway, arms crossed, lips twisted in annoyance.“You’ve been standing there like a statue for five minutes,” she snapped. “Do you plan to clean that vase or seduce it?”I stammered, “I…I’m sorry, Miss Serena.”She stalked toward me, heels clicking sharply on the marble floor.“I swear, you
My voice was low, and teasing. But I wasn’t smiling. I was barely holding myself together. I wanted her, I wanted her more than anything in the world and I didn’t care that we were standing in the hallway. Aria stood against the wall like a caught flame. Her hair was wild, while she trembled, burning for me.Her dress was bunched around her thighs, and I could feel the heat radiating off her skin. Her breath came in soft, shallow pants. Her hands were clenched at her sides like she didn’t know where to put them like touching me would make this too real.God, I wanted her.I had wanted her for months.She didn’t answer with words, but I felt the answer in her silence. In the way her legs parted just a little more. In the way her eyes fluttered shut when my lips brushed her inner thigh. That was all the permission I needed.I lowered my mouth to her and tasted her. She was soft, wey and sweet, and I almost lost my mind. She gasped, one hand flying to her
Aria's POVI ran.I didn’t stop to pick up the broken porcelain. Didn’t stop to listen to Serena’s laughter or risk looking into Damian’s dark, unreadable gaze.I just ran.My breath came in shallow bursts as I hurried down the corridor, my pulse thrumming so hard it felt like my heart was trying to claw its way out of my chest.I needed to forget what I had seen.Forget the way his hands gripped her like he owned every inch of her body.And most of all—I needed to forget what I had just learned.Serena wasn’t just one of his women.She was his fiancée.The future mistress of this house.A woman who belonged in his world—beautiful, powerful, untouchable.And I was just the maid.A nobody.A lump formed in my throat, bitter and heavy.How had I been so stupid?For days, I had felt something whenever Damian looked at me. A tension, a heat, a pull that didn’t make sense.And for one reckless, fleeting second, I had wondered—had let myself believe—that maybe I wasn’t imagining it.But I w
Aria's POVI couldn’t breathe.The moment his lips touched hers, something sharp and unfamiliar sliced through me, knocking the air straight from my lungs.I had seen Damian before—cold, unreadable, untouchable—but I had never seen him like this.So brazen.So bold.So completely unbothered by the fact that I was standing right there.Why?Why did it feel like he had done it for me?My fingers curled around the handle of the silver tray. I needed to move, needed to get out of here before I embarrassed myself.I turned on my heel and hurried out of the room, my steps quicker than they should have been, my pulse hammering so hard I could hear it in my ears.What the hell was that?My hands were shaking by the time I reached the kitchen. I set the tray down a little too hard, the porcelain cups rattling loudly against the surface.“Miss Daniels?” Mrs. Hathaway’s sharp voice pulled me out of my daze.I flinched, straightening. “Yes, ma’am?”She narrowed her eyes, scanning my face like she






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