Liora When we pulled into the driveway, Damien stepped out first and opened my door. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes kept searching my face, like he was trying to check for cracks I didn’t want him to see.“Come in kitten,” he said quietly.I followed him into the house, the soft click of my heels echoing too loudly in the silence. Now that the adrenaline had faded, my ruined dress felt colder against my skin.“Would you like a drink?” he asked, slipping off his jacket, rolling his sleeves to his elbows. The veins along his arms flexed.“No,” I said. “I’ve had enough… everything.”His brow lifted slightly, but he said nothing.I placed my clutch on the table and took a slow breath. “Damien.”He faced me fully.His presence always did something to me calming, disarming, and confusing all at once. But tonight, it also made my anger flare again.“Liora.” His voice dropped, deep enough to cut through my spiraling thoughts. “Look at me.”I hesitated, but I did.“Do you honestl
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