Sophie's POV Damon’s hand was still on my hip, and I could feel his fingers digging into the silk of my robe like he owned me. My heart was hammering so hard I was sure Victor could hear it through the door. “Damon?” Victor called again, sharper this time. “Open the door.” Damon let out a low, frustrated growl. His silver eyes burned into mine with, so intense. For a second, I thought he might ignore his father completely and kiss me anyway. Then he released me and stepped back, running a hand through his tousled black hair. “Stay quiet,” he whispered, harsh. “And so something about your robe.” I quickly pulled the silk close around my body, my cheeks burning red. Damon opened the door just enough to slip out, but his shoulders filled the doorframe. “Everything’s fine,” I heard him say, voice calm and controlled. “Sophie couldn’t sleep. I was just... checking on her.” I couldn't hear what Victor said because it was too low for me to catch, but I could tell that he was suspici
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