Victor continued his restless banging. When Jerry wasn’t opening the door for him, he pulled out his phone and called Lyriel.Inside, Lyriel had just stepped out of the bathroom when she noticed Victor’s name on her phone screen."He must have been to the office and noticed he has no office." she muttered and picked up the call."Lyriel, I need to talk to you right now. I’m in front of your family house," Victor said quickly, then ended the call before she could say a word.Lyriel chuckled to herself, setting the phone down on the dresser.There was no need to rush. If he wanted to see her so badly, he could wait.With no urgency, she let her towel drop and reached for her body lotion. Applying it slowly, she hummed softly to herself. Her movements were relaxed, every action deliberate.She didn’t mind making him wait. After all, she’d waited for him in the past...Now it was his turn.She continued her routine, brushing her hair and walking calmly to her wardrobe to pick out what to w
Lyriel stretched, her body unusually weak and heavy with exhaustion. She couldn’t figure out why… unless it was the late-night horror movie she’d watched with Jerry.A small smile curved on her lips as she remembered how he teased her for being a “scaredy cat.” And the way he looked afterward, almost like he expected her to yell or slap him for saying it.“I’ve been so stupid… and way too hard on him,” she muttered, glancing at the wall clock. 8:00 a.m.She had time. The only thing on her schedule today was a meeting with a potential business partner at 11 a.m. Still three hours to go.Sliding out of bed, she walked over to her wardrobe to pick something comfortable to wear for the morning. As she reached for a blouse, she paused, mumbling to herself.“I’ve never actually gone shopping for Jerry…”The idea stayed with her as she stepped out of the room in her nightgown and immediately noticed how spotless the house was.The floors were clean, furniture dusted, even the air felt freshe
After taking a few steps toward the house, Lyriel paused. She turned back, bending slightly so Damien could see her through the window.“Goodnight,” she said softly, then straightened and continued toward the door.Damien exhaled, a quiet smile curving his lips as he watched her disappear inside. With a shake of his head, he drove off into the night.Inside, the living room was cloaked in darkness.Lyriel frowned as she stepped in, reaching instinctively for the light switch. The moment she flicked it on, she froze.Someone was standing in the center of the room.Her heart jumped. She gasped and let out a startled scream, eyes snapping shut in reflex.“Lyriel!”She felt hands gently clasp hers.Startled, she peeked through one eye, then opened both fully when she realized who it was.Relief washed over her. “Jerry…” she breathed."I’m sorry I scared you," he said softly. "You were taking so long, I got worried.”A small smile curved Lyriel’s lips."But that scared the hell out of me."
Outside the club, the air was cool and calm—a big change from the noisy mess they’d just walked out of.Damien pulled Lyriel’s phone from his pocket and gave it to her. “Your phone," he said.She took it slowly. "Thanks."He nodded and turned toward his car. "I’ll head out… unless you’re too drunk to drive?"Lyriel raised a brow. "I didn’t even drink.""Exactly." He smirked. "So?"He opened his car door, about to get in."Wait," Lyriel called out, making him stop."I think I suddenly feel dizzy to drive," she added, avoiding his gaze.A low chuckle rumbled from Damien’s throat. "Alright."Without another word, he moved to the passenger’s seat and opened the door for her. Just as Lyriel took a step toward it, feigning dizziness..."Lyriel!"She froze, recognizing Victor’s voice. A second later, his hand grabbed her arm, pulling her back slightly.Damien didn’t interfere. He simply leaned against his car, watching quietly.Lyriel turned to Victor, eyes cold. "You can wait for me," she t
Lyriel walked slowly toward Damien, her heartbeat picking up with every step. Eyes were on her, watching, waiting. But she didn’t care.She stopped in front of him and looked up. For a moment, something shifted inside her.Reaching out, she grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him to his feet, her breath hitching as their noses brushed,Suddenly, memories rushed in—his touch, his kisses, his mouth on her b**bs. The way he had touched her before… teased her… made her want him more.Was he just Mr. Cruz, the mysterious wealthy billionaire from her past life? Or was he the Damien that had unknowingly tangled her thoughts, made her heart crave something dangerous? The Damien who made her wish his fiancée would disappear… so she could take her place."Time starts now!" someone called, snapping her from her thoughts.Without another pause, she pulled him more closer.And their lips met.Gasps echoed, followed by stunned silence.Then, Damien smirked against her lips.His gaze flicked t
The group shuffled around the table, the bottle spinning in the center as music thumped faintly in the background.Lyriel’s phone buzzed on her lap. She glanced down discreetly, eyes narrowing when she saw Damien’s name light up the screen."How was it? Shocked to see your shithead fiancé kissing your best friend?"A quiet chuckle slipped from her lips, so soft no one else heard it.Victor noticed, though. He was still watching her and that small smile made him shift uneasily in his seat.Another message popped up."You look tired… but still beautiful."She didn’t reply. Instead, she locked her phone and placed it gently on the table. Her gaze swept the group lazily then roamed across the room.Jane tilted her head. "Are you looking for someone?" she asked with a smirk.Lyriel didn’t bother replying. But her eyes kept scanning… until they finally stopped.Damien.He was at the end of the club, standing near the back with one hand in his pocket, wearing black pants and a white shirt wi