VIOLET’S POVThe night was young, but the city was already alive with lights and noise. We were inside Damien’s private limousine, heading towards the biggest charity gala of the year. The car was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, yet the tension between us was so thick you could practically cut it with a knife.I was sitting on the plush leather seat, clutching my hands together on my lap. My heart was beating fast, not just because of nervousness, but because of the man sitting right next to me.Damien.He was wearing a tailored black tuxedo that fit him like it was custom-made by gods themselves. His hair was styled neatly, but a few strands fell over his forehead, giving him a dangerously handsome look. He was checking something on his phone, his face impassive, cold, and unreadable.But I couldn’t stop looking at him.Ever since that moment in my room earlier, things felt different. The way he trapped me against the wall, the way his finger touched my cheek, and those words he
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