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Chapter Nine: The Morning After
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When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Nine: The Morning After
Grace hadn’t really slept.She’d dozed in restless snatches, tossing and turning, waking each time with the same sensation the taste of Damien still lingering on her lips.The kiss had been fire. Too much, too fast, too overwhelming. Yet, the worst part wasn’t that it had happened. The worst part was that she wanted more.By morning, her apartment felt suffocating. She showered twice, drank too much coffee, and tried to bury herself in emails. None of it worked. Her thoughts kept circling back to the pier, to Damien’s words:If you come back there’s no going back.Her phone buzzed just after nine. Lila.Grace groaned, already bracing herself. She considered ignoring it, but she knew her best friend too well. Lila would only keep calling.“Morning,” Grace said, voice scratchy as she answered.“You sound like death,” Lila replied cheerfully. “Let me guess you didn’t sleep. Because of a certain tall, dark, and sinfully magnetic man?”Grace closed her eyes. “Lila…”“Oh my God.” Lila gaspe
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Eight: Midnight on the Water
The note sat on her counter like it was alive.Grace must have read it a dozen times that evening, tracing the sharp, deliberate strokes of Damien’s handwriting until she could see them burned into her eyelids.Midnight. You’ll know the place.It was reckless. Stupid. Dangerous.And yet, every hour that ticked closer to twelve made her pulse beat harder, made her excuses flimsier.By ten, she had tried to bury herself in work. Reports, emails, spreadsheets her armor. But the numbers blurred, meaningless, her attention splintered.By eleven, she found herself standing in front of her closet, hands trembling. She told herself she was only looking. That she wasn’t really going anywhere.But then she was pulling out a dress not too formal, not too casual. Midnight blue, the kind that caught light in unexpected ways. She slipped it on before she could think too hard about it.Her reflection in the mirror startled her. She didn’t look like the woman who had sworn to keep Damien at arm’s len
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Seven: The Unraveling
Sleep had never come easily to Grace, but that night it was impossible.She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, Damien’s words replaying in her head like a song she couldn’t turn off.I’ll wait.It should have comforted her. Instead, it unraveled her piece by piece. No one had ever said that to her before not Ethan, not anyone. She’d always been the one doing the waiting, the one bending, compromising, twisting herself into knots to be enough.Now here was Damien Blackwood, the man who could have anyone, telling her he would wait for her.Her heart didn’t know what to do with it.By morning, she was restless. Work, coffee, errands they blurred together in a haze of distraction. Lila called twice, but Grace ignored it, unwilling to hear her best friend’s smug I-told-you-so tone.It wasn’t until late afternoon, when she ducked into her favorite corner café, that the universe seemed to conspire against her.“Ms. Adams?”She froze at the sound of her name. Turning, she found herself face
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Six: Lines in the Sand
Grace woke the next morning with determination stitched into her bones.No more Damien Blackwood.She told herself this while brushing her teeth, while choosing her navy blazer, while tying her hair into a sharp bun. She repeated it like a mantra as she stepped out of her apartment and merged into the river of morning commuters.No. More. Damien.By the time she reached her office, she’d almost convinced herself she believed it.Work was steady, comforting in its predictability. She buried herself in emails and deadlines, forcing her focus to stay on things she could control. Numbers never looked at her with stormy eyes. Reports didn’t whisper I will when she tried to sleep.At lunch, she joined her colleagues at a café. For once, she let herself laugh at their stories, savoring the mundane chatter. Life without Damien life before Damien was quiet. Manageable.Safe.It should have been enough.But when she returned to her desk, a small package sat neatly on the corner. No name. No ret
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Five: The Push and Pull
Grace buried herself in work the next morning like it was armor.Emails. Reports. Coffee refills. Anything to drown out the echo of Damien’s words from the night before. I will.She told herself it was just obsession. A game. Men like Damien Blackwood didn’t love, they conquered. And she refused to be conquered again.Her boss, Mr. Richards, stopped by her desk midmorning, arching a brow. “You look like you haven’t slept.”Grace forced a smile. “Just a lot on my plate.”He eyed her with that fatherly concern he sometimes wore. “Don’t burn out. You’re too good at what you do to run yourself into the ground.”“Thanks,” she murmured, heart not in it.She tried to focus, she really did. But the glass windows of her office reflected her distracted gaze, and every sound from the street below made her think of him.By lunchtime, Lila had texted her no less than seven messages:How’s your day, Mrs. Future Blackwood?Do I need to bring garlic to ward off the billionaire vampire?Answer me or I
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Four: Shadows of the Past
Grace didn’t sleep that night.She tossed and turned beneath her sheets, the warmth of the pub’s confrontation replaying in her mind like a cursed film reel. Ethan’s sneer. Damien’s dangerous calm. The way Damien had leaned in close and declared, she’ll choose me.Her pulse jumped just thinking about it.It wasn’t just the arrogance of the words it was the certainty in his voice, as though Damien had already seen a future she was too terrified to imagine.By the time dawn crept through the blinds, Grace gave up on sleep altogether. She pulled on her worn sneakers and went for a jog through the quiet streets of her neighborhood. The air was sharp, cool, grounding. She needed that needed to feel like her life was hers again, not some tug-of-war between two men who had no right to claim her.But no matter how far she ran, Damien’s voice stayed with her.Later that morning, Grace sat at her favorite café, laptop open, trying to focus on work. But her eyes kept drifting to the door, every
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