A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Damien walks into the upscale restaurant, his thoughts still swirling with the events of the past few days. He sits at a quiet table, scanning the menu, but his mind keeps drifting to Blaire. He takes out his phone and starts sending her a barrage of messages—one after another. He can't help but enjoy the control he has over her emotions, watching her stress as his messages keep pinging her phone. It feels almost like a game to him, one that makes him feel powerful in a way he didn’t expect.He waits for her to respond, but when she doesn't, Damien can't help but feel a twinge of irritation. Why is she ignoring me? he thinks, before deciding to take it a step further. With a smirk, he orders his meal and then, with a sudden impulse, texts her again, this time inviting her to join him for breakfast. To his delight, the reply comes quickly.“I can’t,” Blaire responds. “It's against my work ethics.”Damien smirks, enjoying how she tries to hold on to her professionalism. He’s not about t

Damien glanced up from his desk, his eyes landing on Paul, his trusted driver and bodyguard. Paul had been by his side for years, a constant, reliable presence through the highs and lows of Damien’s life. They were discussing a few security concerns when Damien felt a familiar thought creeping into his mind, It was Blaire. He hadn’t checked in on her in a while, and a faint unease tugged at him.“Paul,” Damien said, leaning back in his chair, “I need you to do something for me. Could you check on a place for me? And send a few things over as well. It’s…” He hesitated for a moment, then gave her address.Paul’s brow raised as he took note. “Sir, you are really taking care of this family .” He paused, as though piecing something together. “ I mean they are the strangers we helped last month ago, you never asked about them and now it turns out you actually know them. You're a good man, sorry to interrupt you.” His voice trailed off.Damien nodded, his expression unreadable. “Yeah, I foun

Blaire couldn’t help but glance at him in turn. For once, he looked at ease, the guarded arrogance she’d grown used to melting away, if only slightly. She caught herself staring and quickly averted her gaze, though the unexpected warmth remained. It struck her that beneath his sharp edges, there was a side to Damien that he kept well-hidden, even from himself.That evening, after her mother was settled in her new bedroom, Blaire stood by the window, gazing out at the lights of the city. Her thoughts tangled together, her mind drifting to Damien. His gesture left her conflicted. She wanted to brush it off as a mere display of wealth and influence, but she couldn’t ignore the thoughtful details, the accessible space, the care for her mother’s needs, the sense of quiet stability it offered.Why would he go so far for them? She shook her head, irritated by her own curiosity. It wasn’t like him to be so... caring. And yet, here they were, all thanks to his intervention. As much as she want

Damien gripped the steering wheel tightly, his jaw clenched as he navigated the silent streets to Blaire’s apartment. Neither of them spoke, but the air between them buzzed with unspoken words and emotions. When they finally arrived, Blaire reached for the door handle, but Damien stopped her.“I’m walking you to your door,” he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for debate.“Damien, it’s late. I’ll be fine,” she protested gently, touched but wary of what his concern was stirring in her.He shook his head. “After tonight? I’m making sure you get inside safely.”Sighing, she nodded and allowed him to step out of the car. They walked in silence up the narrow staircase, the old wood creaking beneath their feet. When they reached her apartment door, she turned to him with a faint smile.“Thank you,” she said softly. “You didn’t have to…”“Yes, I did,” Damien replied, his gaze steady and intense. “You’re… important to me, Blaire.”Her heart skipped at his words, though she quickly masked

Just as the warmth of the moment settled in, a well-dressed man approached and struck up a conversation with Damien, drawing him away. Blaire watched him go, her heart sinking slightly, but Rachel quickly filled the space, taking her arm.“Come on, I’ll introduce you to some people,” Rachel said, her tone cheerful as she led Blaire around the room. Blaire met several of Damien’s friends and acquaintances, each introduction making her feel more like a part of this world—if only for tonight.After a while, they made their way back to Damien, who had finished his conversation and was watching Blaire with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. He extended a hand to her, his eyes warm. “Shall we?”Confused but curious, Blaire took his hand, and he led her to the dance floor. A slow, elegant melody filled the room, and before she knew it, she was in his arms, swaying to the music.As they moved together, the world around them faded, leaving only the quiet intimacy of their shared s