The Night embrace
Blue nodded, her heart heavy with a secret she dared not share.
Unbeknownst to Nora, avoiding Damian was a luxury she could not afford. She had become a plaything in his twisted game, a pacifier to ease his anger at night. The past week had been a blur of exhausting, dreadful, and andyet, deep down, exhilarating encounters. Blue's body had grown accustomed to Damian's touch, his lips on her skin, the way he felt inside her. As much as she loathed the roughness and carelessness of his advances, her traitorous mind and body craved more.