All Chapters of The Lost Heiress’s Glorious Return: Chapter 41 - Chapter 43

Damon’s POVSleep was a stranger. I hadn’t closed my eyes once since the night I caught sight of the shadow lingering near Isabella’s safehouse and the unfamiliar car prowling too close. Every time I tried to breathe past it, the image came back headlights flashing, a silhouette pausing where no one should linger.I should’ve acted. I hadn’t. And now the memory burned in me like a slow, punishing fire.And beneath it all, Kiara’s presence clung like smoke I couldn’t clear. Her perfume still lingered faintly in my apartment, a reminder of her body pressing too close, of her whispers curling in my ear: If I can’t have you, Damon, no one will.That night she’d said it like a tease, wrapped in false charm, but the echo now sounded like a promise. A threat.I pressed my palms into my eyes, sitting at the edge of the bed as the city outside carried on without me, horns blaring, motorcycles weaving, vendors calling to late stragglers. My body screamed for rest, yet my mind dragged me back to

Damon’s POVThe moment her eyes met mine, something inside me split wide open. Isabella looked at me as if I were the monster she needed saving from. Suspicion sharpened her gaze, slicing right through me, but beneath it was something heavier hurt. Not the kind you could mask with anger or brush off with denial. This was the kind that burrowed deep, the kind that told me I’d lost something I didn’t know how to get back.I wanted to explain. God, I wanted to tell her I wasn’t there to scare her, that the car circling her building wasn’t her imagination, that she wasn’t safe. But the truth was written all over her face: she didn’t trust me anymore. And trust, once broken, doesn’t bend back into place. It stays jagged, sharp enough to cut if you reach for it.The worst part? I couldn’t even blame her.When Mia stepped in front of her like a shield, I felt the final nail hammer into the coffin of what we’d once been. She didn’t need me. Or worse she thought she didn’t. And maybe she was r