All Chapters of My Safest Danger : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Skylar’s POV “I'll let go on one condition, Skylar. Don't scream.” He leaned closer, stopping inches away. “But if you won't... we can stay like this. What do you think?” I eyed him and nodded slowly. “Good. Don't take me for a fool. It's just you and the waiter in here. Now open that mouth.” He reached for the plate in front of me and lifted a piece of pizza to my mouth with a fork. “Ahh.” I hesitated, then took a bite. His eyes remained on me, making me shift uncomfortably in my seat. The clinking of glasses pulled my attention away from him. The waiter stood by the table, placing a bottle of wine on it. Her eyes lit up as she looked between us before walking away. To others, I probably looked like a lucky girl whose lover was feeding her. He twisted the cap and poured it into a glass. “You owe me a drink, remember?” He took a sip. “Eat. You look like someone who hasn't eaten or slept in years.” “Ever since I met you, I haven't had a decent night’s sleep, Mr. Damie

Skylar’s POV “Wow, Skylar, who is this?” Ava asked, her eyes sweeping over Damien from head to toe as we crossed over to where they were. “Damien.” His eyes darted toward Jace before he placed an arm around my lower back. “We’re together.” “Together?” she repeated, eyeing me in disgust. “Keep walking,” Damien ordered, his hand holding me firmly. “Well,” Ava called after us, “I didn’t expect to see you so soon. Thought you were still recovering.” My feet stopped moving. I turned to face her with a blank expression. “Recovering from what? Do I look sick to you?” “I figured your heart must be aching after your ‘almost’ wedding. You disappeared for three days straight, which was weird.” A smirk curved on her lips. “But that didn’t seem to be the case right now.” Jace, who had remained silent, brushed past me, his shoulder deliberately bumping mine. “We’re heading for lunch." He pointed at the restaurant in front of us. "Would you like to come with us? My treat.” The ner

Skylar’s POV “You really have no idea how ridiculous you sound right now.” I pointed to the door. “You know what to do, right? Use it.” His gaze remained on me, making me take a step back. He rose from the desk and reached for my glasses, slowly pulling them away from my face. His fingers tightened around them. “There's no color in your eyes, Sky.” He placed them on the table. “You need to stop treating yourself like you're the last thing that matters.” “I don't need you telling me how to take care of myself, Mr.” “You can be stubborn all you want, Sky.” He took my hands in his, his palms cold and rough against mine. “But when your life is on the line, you should at least have enough sense to take care of yourself.” “You're the only one making my life a living hell right now.” I yanked my hands from his. “You irk me so much, my skin crawls whenever you're around.” I shook my head in disgust. “A shameless, horny dog who can't take no for an answer.” He clenched his jaw. “

Skylar’s POV A shrub caught my heel as I made my way away from the garden. My fingers curled around it, slowly pulling it off my foot.Almost hidden behind the tree stood a small gate. Pushing it open, my eyes darted around the quiet environment until they landed on her grave.I frowned and quickened my pace toward it, ripping off the stubborn grasses growing over the edges.Just a few days of leaving the house, and it has already turned into a mess. My gaze shifted to the shade of trees on the other side, and beneath it was his.It was almost covered with grass. I lifted my gaze to his photograph. He was smiling. My hand curled into a fist at my side, my fingers digging hard into my palm.I turned away from him and knelt beside her grave, brushing over her photograph, tracing her beautiful features. Leaning closer, I squeezed my eyes shut, enjoying the warmth I felt. “M-mom,” I whispered. My head rested there for several minutes until approaching footsteps broke the silence.“And

Skylar's POV “Here.” He pointed to the signature line in the contract. “Do you have a personal relationship or beef with Jace? Because it seems you know everything about him.” His hand paused over the contract. “Sign it. Aren't your legs aching from standing for too long?” “One more thing.” I pressed my lips together. “Why did you always decline our partnership? You don't even waste any time shutting us down.” He scoffed and looked away. “You had Jace. I didn't want to do business with a woman who belonged to someone else.” His gaze returned to me. “Maybe you could've tried calling again after breaking up with him.” My brows pulled together. “You're so confusing. I don't even know what to call you. Like I said, did we assume the name ‘Damien Rodriguez’ because my friend told me that?” “On paper, it's Salvatore Russo. But don’t call me that. It's Damien to everyone.” His lips twitched. “You were both drunk that day. I couldn't let her drive my woman in that state. She kep