Damien stood there, clad in a sleek black coat and matching pants, his long hair pulled back into a loose ponytail. His presence filled the doorway, his aura cold yet magnetic, so much so that the air itself seemed to bend around him. My heart skipped violently in my chest. I froze, unsure of what to say. Damien’s piercing gaze locked with mine, trapping me. For a moment, I couldn’t even breathe. “You… you’re up early,” he said finally, his voice calm yet carrying an edge that made me shiver. “I… yes,” I stammered, fumbling for composure. “I couldn’t sleep.” His eyes flicked briefly to my hand resting against my stomach. A shadow crossed his face, concern, surprise, anger? I couldn’t tell. “May I come in?” he asked quietly. I hesitated, but nodded, stepping aside. He entered smoothly, each movement precise and deliberate, as if he owned the room simply by being in it. My heart pounded, and I had to fight the instinct to flinch. He stopped near the bed, leaning lightly against
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