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Chapter 61Damien’s POVHer whisper undid the last of my restraint.Then stop talking.I kissed her hard, one hand at the back of her neck, the other already pulling her flush against me. Elena made a soft sound into my mouth and gripped my shirt like she needed the anchor. The quiet house, the finished war, the empty hallway all of it narrowed to the heat of her body and the way she opened for the kiss.I backed her toward the bed without breaking contact. When the backs of her knees hit the mattress, I eased her down and followed, bracing myself over her as her legs shifted to make room for me. My mouth moved from her lips to her jaw, then lower, tasting the soft skin of her throat while her fingers slid into my hair.“Damien…”“I’ve got you,” I muttered against her skin. “I’m right here.”Elena’s POVThere was no desperation in him tonight only intent.That made it more intense. Every kiss felt chosen. Every touch felt deliberate. I pulled his shirt up and he helped me drag it over

Chapter 63Damien’s POVI locked the phone without answering her.“It’s nothing important,” I said. “Work. It can wait.”Elena searched my face for a second, then nodded. She had learned when to push and when to let me hold something. Tonight I needed her to let me hold this. Whoever had sent that message did not get to sit at the table with us.I pulled back into traffic and drove to the restaurant.I had booked the entire place for the evening, every table, every corner, every member of staff instructed that the night belonged to one couple only. No other diners. No interruptions. No audience. After weeks of shared hallways, false claims, and family pressure, I wanted Elena to have a room that contained only us.When we arrived, the front entrance was quiet. A manager opened the door personally and led us through an empty dining room lit with low, warm light. Elena slowed, looking around.“Damien… where is everyone?”“There is no one else,” I said. “Not tonight.”She turned to me, e

Chapter 65Damien’s POVHer fingers tightened in my shirt, and that was all the answer I needed.I kissed her again, deeper this time, and lifted her. Elena’s legs wrapped around my waist as a soft gasp broke against my mouth. I carried her toward the stairs without breaking the kiss, her body warm and eager against mine.By the time we reached the bedroom, patience was gone.I set her down only long enough to drag the dress over her head. She helped with my shirt, clumsy with urgency, laughing once under her breath when a button caught. The laugh turned into a moan when my mouth found her throat, then the soft curve of her breast.“Damien….”“I’ve got you.”Elena’s POVThere was nothing careful left in him.That made it better.His hands moved over my body with open hunger, shaping my waist, my hips, the thick softness of my thighs. When he pulled my underwear down and pressed me back onto the bed, I reached for him at once.He kissed his way down my stomach. My fingers slid into hi

Chapter 67Damien’s POVI read Hannah’s message again, then called her back.“She’s insistent,” Hannah said. “She wants you here this evening. She asked for your father as well. She said it’s important.”“Did she say why?”“Only that she needs to speak to both of you.”I ended the call and looked at Elena.“She wants Victor there too.”Elena studied my face. “Do you want to go?”“Yes. If she’s asking for both of us, I’d rather hear it directly.”Elena nodded. “Then I’m coming with you.”Elena’s POVSophia’s apartment was quiet when we arrived.Hannah led us inside and then gave us privacy. Sophia sat near the window in her chair, dressed neatly, one of her hands resting in her lap. She looked nervous in a way I had not seen before, not sharp, not defensive. Just exposed.“You came,” she said when she saw Damien.“You asked,” he answered.A few minutes later, Victor arrived. He entered with the same controlled expression he always wore, though his eyes moved quickly from Sophia to Dami

Chapter 69Elena’s POVI barely slept.Damien stayed heavy with drink beside me, one arm thrown across the bed where I had been sitting. Every so often he muttered something unintelligible and settled again. Downstairs, his phone still held those two messages, one from Victor, cold and contemptuous, and one from an unknown number that knew he had left the club careless.He left the club careless tonight. I had not told him yet. There was no point while he was like this.Near dawn I finally dozed off in the chair near the bed, still in the clothes I had worn while waiting for him to come home.Damien’s POVThe headache arrived before full consciousness did.Light cut through the curtains and landed straight behind my eyes. My mouth was dry. For a second I didn’t know what day it was. Then the boardroom, Victor’s voice, the club, Marcus’s hand near my arm, and Elena’s face in the doorway all returned in ugly sequence.I sat up too fast and regretted it.Elena was in the chair near the