Damien's Willing Captive
I realized I’d been holding my breath, and when I finally let it out, it came in a shaky laugh.
“Well,” I said, unable to hide the satisfaction lacing my tone, “that was… refreshing.”
Damien’s eyes flicked back to me, sharp and unreadable.
“Wipe that smile off your face,” he ordered, his voice like a low growl.
I smirked wider. “What smile?”
His gaze narrowed, pinning me in place. It was unfair how he could look at me like that…like he could see through every thought I tried to bury, like he knew exactly how much I’d enjoyed watching her fall from grace.
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