Dinner With the Prices

The dining room was already set when we entered.The table was long enough to give us all the feeling of distance, despite that we were four people, all dressed in white linen, silverware and so many glasses that I was wondering which one of them I was supposed to use.I instantly regretted having noticed it."Stop looking at the table like it's going to attack you," Damien whispered beside me.I looked at him. "I wasn't.""You were."Before I could even respond, his hand settled for a second at the small of my back.It helped.At least a bit.His father was waiting at the head of the table."Damien.""Dad."They shook hands first, which seemed rather funny since they were a father and his son.Then his father looked at me. "You must be Serena."I smiled. "Yes, sir.""Will Price.""I know."His eyebrow lifted slightly.I realized how that sounded. "I mean, I've heard a lot about you.""Hopefully good things.""Mostly."Damien made a quiet sound beside me.His father smiled. "I like he

Last Updated : 2026-09-06

The Conversation

Several minutes passed before Damien reappeared. From the look on his face, I could tell that whatever his father wanted to say was not important enough to affect his mood.His eyes caught mine immediately. “Ready?”I nodded.Without saying anything else, we went outside. The car ride was quiet. It was not a comfortable silence anymore.I could almost feel the question hanging in the air between us.I should have told him.It was obvious.As we pulled to a stop at a red traffic light, he finally glanced at me. "You were going to tell me about the investor?"I swallowed. "Yes.""When?""Tonight.""Why didn't you tell me sooner? You had five days.""I know," I replied."You met him?""Yes.""And you agreed to his terms?"I nodded. "And you're signing tomorrow?""Yes."“You are signing tomorrow and at this time you still haven’t told me?” His face was hard as he focused on the road ahead of him.“Like I said earlier, I was going to tell you tonight.”He looked at me for a few seconds bef

Last Updated : 2026-09-06

Brewing Anger

Damien’s POVThe anger that brewed in me; I wasn’t sure I had ever seen it on me before. Not even when I had bad meetings.This was genuine rage.My fingers clutched the steering wheel tighter, and for several seconds, I remained silent.How could she do this to me?How could she do things like this without informing me?I wasn’t going to order her around, but she just needed to know that I needed to know things concerning her because she could be used against me by whomever.“Damien?”I looked at her. “Where did you meet him?”“At the Sovereign.”“When?”“Last week.”“And you accepted his offer?”“I haven't signed any contract.”“But you have accepted the offer?”“I have told him that I would think about it.”My jaw clenched. “I see.”She looked at me. “No, you don't. You obviously know something about him.”I glanced at my building. “I know enough.”“What does it mean?”I stayed silent instead of replying. Not like I did not know what to say, but I did not want to say things that wo

Last Updated : 2026-09-08

Protection?

I had protected her from all sorts of threats for months and done everything for her safety without expecting anything in return. I had investigated the threats and increased security measures, staying up nights when she slept so that I could make sure nothing happened to her.But now she was sitting beside me saying that she didn't ask me to do anything.Maybe she didn't.But this didn't make the phrase easier to hear."I know," I replied quietly.She obviously understood the meaning of the words, but she didn't apologize.Instead, she lowered her gaze to look at her own hands."I can't reject every opportunity you don't like.""I'm not telling you to.""You're telling me to reject Conrad.""Yes.""Why? Why aren't you giving me the explanation?""Because I told you that I know him.""That's not enough."I looked at her. "Why?""Because you're asking me to trust your judgment, but you're not telling me the information I need to make it."I stared at her. "So you don't trust my judgmen

Last Updated : 2026-09-08

What Are we?

Serena’s POVMy mouth hung open. In that moment, I actually forgot how to breathe.Love.The very word he had just spoken.Not desire.Not attraction.Not my woman like he would say.Not the thing that could have been rationalized as simply chemistry or the history of two people who could not stop having each other in the bedroom.Not the attraction he had expressed before.He told me he loved me.Damien.This was the same man I intended to fight. The same man I had been prepared to tell that he had no right to decide what was best for me. All of those words vanished from my mind.I looked at him.I had been waiting for a long time to hear those words from his lips, and it just came out like that.Like it was something simple.He looked back at me with some kind of alertness, like he hadn’t just confessed that he loved me.Like he had just done something of the ordinary.Neither of us moved.My heart was pumping blood so fast, I was able to feel how hard it beat in my throat.I had lo

Last Updated : 2026-09-10

On the wall

His lips were on my neck, kissing and nibbling me there.This time the effect was so stunning, but not giving myself any time to recover from it, he attacked my mouth with his own. His mouth devoured mine, his teeth brushed my bottom lip harshly enough to sting, and an electric current surged from his mouth all the way down to my clit. The taste of whisky that he drank at his parents' house and the raw desire emanating from him were lingering. I grabbed him by his shoulders, sinking my fingers into the soft material of his suit jacket. I brought him closer to me, wanting more and more, because there was something in me that was burning and this man was setting it on fire.His hands abandoned my waist and traveled downwards, touching my dress, which should protect me and yet, when he touched it, it made me feel like a naked girl. His rough hand pulled up the hem of my dress, exposing my legs to the chilly air of the hallway as my dress pooled at my hips. But once the first sensation o