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15. Ruining His Perfect World.
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The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 20. Rules She Keeps Breaking.
DAMON’S POVMy throat tightened, just slightly.“She didn’t know who I was. Didn’t hesitate. Just handed it over.”I didn’t say anything. I could picture her standing there, probably panicked, probably worrying it wasn’t enough. And yet still giving it away.Kindness like that didn’t fit in my world. Not without bleeding.The door opened again.Sadie walked back in with the last paper bag held carefully in both hands, but as soon as she looked up and saw who was sitting across from me—her steps faltered.Her lips parted slightly. Recognition dawned in her eyes.She didn’t speak.Didn’t stammer or rush into apologies.She just stood there, quiet and composed—like always—but her fingers clutched the paper bag a little tighter.She’s terrified of saying the wrong thing. Even now.My grandfather looked over his shoulder at her, his eyes lighting with warmth.“You,” he said gently. “Thank you again, miss. That breakfast was the best part of my morning.”Sadie gave a small, respectful bow o
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 19. Polite Rebellion.
SADIE'S POVThe city hadn’t even fully woken up yet, but there I was—hair still damp from a rushed shower, clutching my tote bag like it could anchor me to the earth, standing in line at DeVine’s, the fancy brunch place Damon liked.Trying not to think about yesterday’s sorrow.But grief had a way of clinging—like steam on glass or the ache in a cold bruise.I focused on the polished counter ahead. The clink of cups. The shuffle of designer shoes against marble.Three breakfast sets. No substitutions. His rules.The air inside smelled like truffle butter and quiet judgment. Polished men in thousand-dollar suits read their emails like scripture. Women with sleek buns and perfect nails clicked through their phones, pretending not to notice anyone—but noticing everything.I stepped up and made the order. “Three truffle eggs with smoked mushroom and croissant combo. Takeaway, please.”The barista nodded, all efficiency and zero warmth, and rang it up.Behind me, a voice. Older, gentle, li
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 18. Built To Proctect.
DAMON'S POV:I didn’t stop her.I didn’t call her back.My hands curled into fists at my sides as I watched her walk, fragile and proud at the same time—like glass pretending to be steel.Sadie Summer.A girl whose only crime... was carrying too much light in a world that didn’t know what to do with it.Beauty, inside and out—so blinding, it made everyone around her either want to destroy it... or possess it.Including me.God help me.I exhaled sharply, dragging a hand over my face, my chest heavy with something sharp and unfamiliar.This wasn’t how tonight was supposed to go.And somehow, I knew—this wasn’t the end.Not even close.My legs moved before my brain could catch up.One step. Two.I was halfway across the office floor when I caught myself—Fingers curling midair, reaching out for something... someone...I had no right to keep.Sadie.She was standing by the elevator, pressing the call button with trembling hands, her head lowered, her figure small and tired and breakable.
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 17. Born To Bleed.
DAMON’S POVI pushed the bottle of water and a couple of energy bars across the desk toward her.“So... the truth?” I said, my voice low but leaving no room for escape.Sadie hesitated. Her fingers curled against the edge of the chair, knuckles white.“...It’s a long story...” she whispered, almost too soft to hear.She glanced quickly at her watch, her lashes trembling. “And I’m willing to answer your questions, it’s just—the 6 PM meeting, Sir...”I leaned back slightly, letting out a slow breath.“I’ll have someone cancel it,” I said flatly.Then, sharper, before she could find another excuse to slip through, “If you don’t answer me, the only thing you’ll be doing is going home, eating something, and getting some damn rest.”Her head jerked up, shock flashing across her face, wide and unguarded. She looked so lost—like she didn’t know how to react to kindness, didn’t know whether to trust it.I closed my eyes briefly, fighting for control, fighting the burning, reckless thing clawi
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 16. Unworthy.
DAMON’S POVI caught her just as her knees gave out.I didn’t know how—only that when it came to her, I noticed everything. The way her eyes lost focus, drifting somewhere far beyond my reach.I hooked my arm around her trembling body and lifted her off the ground.Light.Too light. Like she weighed nothing at all.Like she’d been carrying the world on her back for too long, and now, there was barely anything left of her.“I’m sorry…” She said, so soft it was almost lost to the air.Something inside me cracked—something sharp, deep, and terrifying that I couldn’t name.I just knew it was strong enough to tear me apart.Without a word, I carried her across the lobby, ignoring the growing stares, the alarm still wailing behind us like a distant nightmare.Straight to the elevator.Straight to my office.“I think... I can walk now,” Sadie whispered against my chest, her voice small, broken.I tightened my grip around her without thinking.“Quiet,” I said roughly. “You’re bleeding all ove
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 15. Ruining His Perfect World.
DAMON'S POVThe driver eased the car to a stop, sliding into the space beside a familiar red Maserati Quattroporte.Bella’s car.A muscle ticked in my jaw the second I spotted Sadie standing there—alone—by the car.Her right hand was full, clutching a mess of garment bags, balancing awkwardly.My teeth ground together.Of course Bella would make her carry everything. Like Sadie was her personal servant. Like she was nothing.I stepped out of the car, intent on pulling Sadie away before Bella could issue another one of her damn commands.But as I crossed the distance, something twisted inside me—Sadie’s face was wet.Tears.Tears sliding down her cheeks.I moved faster, heart slamming against my ribs, and then I saw it—her hand—trapped, caught between the door and the frame of Bella’s car.Fucking hell.“Sadie,” I barked, reaching for the door handle—Locked.Rage blackened the edges of my vision.I stripped off my jacket, wrapped it tightly around my fist, the adrenaline deafening.
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