LOGIN_Damien’s POV_ By noon, everyone in the building had figured out I was in a terrible mood. No one said it directly, obviously. People in my company valued their jobs too much to openly comment on my behavior, but I noticed the way conversations died whenever I walked past. I noticed the way employees straightened nervously when I entered a room, and how my assistant kept speaking to me like she was trying not to set off a bomb. Unfortunately for everyone around me, they were right to be careful. Because ever since I walked out of Aurora’s apartment last night, my mood had been absolute shit. I sat behind my desk with a stack of reports in front of me, glaring at numbers that normally would have taken me less than five minutes to process. Today, I had been staring at the same page for almost twenty minutes and still couldn’t focus properly. Every time I tried, my mind went right back to her. The sound of her voice cracking when she asked me what about us. The tears in her
_Aurora’s POV_I sucked in a sharp breath against Damien’s mouth, my fingers curling tightly into the front of his shirt as he kissed me slowly.Like he was trying to taste me properly.Like he had been thinking about this for longer than he wanted to admit.My stomach twisted violently.This was quickly turning into something we both wouldn't be able to control.And I wasn't sure if I wanted to stop it.I wanted to be greedy and believe I could keep this one thing. Damien’s hand slid against my jaw gently, his thumb brushing my cheek while his lips moved against mine again.It felt softer this time, but the chemistu we felt made it feel more dangerous.Because it was intentional.My eyes fluttered shut as I kissed him back properly, heat rushing through my body so quickly it almost embarrassed me.God.I had wanted this.Way more than I should have.Damien’s other hand slid around my waist slowly before pulling me closer until I was practically in his lap.A soft sound escaped my th
_Aurora’s POV_I stared at Damien, my heart racing violently against my chest.The room remained quiet for a few seconds, swallowing up the words he had just said.I needed to see you.The sentence replayed in my head over and over again like it was on a fucking loop. I needed to see you.But why?Nothing about Damien made sense to me anymore.I know how everything was before I got kidnapped. Were we going to walk past that now? Do I just forget about it?One minute he was cold and unreadable.The next time he brought me food, checked if I had eaten, and looked at me like I actually mattered.And that terrified me a little.Because I was starting to care too. This was supposed to be something casual. I wasn’t supposed to start caring about Damien. I knew it wouldn’t work. But at the same time…I parted my lips to say something, completely forgetting I still hadn’t swallowed the noodles in my mouth.And then I choked.My eyes widened instantly as the noodles lodged themselves in my
Damien’s POVThe drive back to Aurora’s apartment was quiet.It didn’t feel oeaceful in anyway. Just quiet enough for my thoughts to become unbearable.Streetlights blurred past the windshield as one hand rested against the steering wheel, my fingers tapping slowly against the leather.The explosion replayed in my head over and over again.The fire swallowing the car. The screams.The heat i delt when it blew. Adrian’s face right before he ran. He never saw it coming.A part of me felt satisfied knowing that.Another part of me felt absolutely nothing.I had imagined killing Adrian more times than I could count.Slowly.Violently.Personally.But in the end, I had chosen efficiency.A planted bomb beneath the hood.It was timed perfectly.Enough to destroy the engine the second the car accelerated past a certain speed.My jaw tightened slightly.The police thought he was trying to escape custody.The media already painted it as karma.Nobody would question it because of the type of
_Damien’s POV_“Or what?”The words echoed in the office.Adrian leaned back in his chair like he hadn’t just signed his own death warrant. Like he hadn’t just dragged my dead wife into this with that smug fucking mouth of his.The silence between us stretched, neither one of us saying anything to the other.My jaw clenched so tightly pain shot through my skull, but I welcomed it. It kept me grounded. Kept me from reaching across the desk and snapping his neck with my bare hands.Because that would spoil everything I had planned.Adrian watched me carefully now.He knew he had hit a nerve. Thag was why he did it.“You look angry,” he said lazily. “Did I touch a sensitive topic?”I stared at him. Dragging my gaze over his body..At the arrogance in his eyes. At the amusement sitting on his face.At the complete lack of fear.And suddenly I understood something.Men like Adrian only felt powerful when they thought they were untouchable.But today?Today, that illusion was about to shatt
_Damien’s POV_“Or what?”The words echoed in the office.Adrian leaned back in his chair like he hadn’t just signed his own death warrant. Like he hadn’t just dragged my dead wife into this with that smug fucking mouth of his.The silence between us stretched, neither one of us saying anything to the other.My jaw clenched so tightly pain shot through my skull, but I welcomed it. It kept me grounded. Kept me from reaching across the desk and snapping his neck with my bare hands.Because that would spoil everything I had planned.Adrian watched me carefully now.He knew he had hit a nerve. Thag was why he did it.“You look angry,” he said lazily. “Did I touch a sensitive topic?”I stared at him. Dragging my gaze over his body..At the arrogance in his eyes. At the amusement sitting on his face.At the complete lack of fear.And suddenly I understood something.Men like Adrian only felt powerful when they thought they were untouchable.But today?Today, that illusion was about to shatt







