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e scent of fresh c
th her were softer than anything she'd ever slept on, an
reali
ckwood's penthouse. Still t
still in bed. But to her surprise, the other side was em
o
hts were a mess. Every instinct screamed at her to fight this-
had to b
until you ca
her snap her head up. Before
rm. Her hair was pulled into a sleek bun, and she held a silve
setting the tray on the nightstand. "Mr. Bla
her eyes. "And
e. I manage the
ed. "House
professional, her expression unreadable
fed. How
bedroom door. So, he'd let his
pi
bing her temple
eting," Elise replied. "He wil
had a few hours of freedom-or at least
tray. "Would you like me
She hated how Damien thought he cou
.. she was
ok a slow sip. It was rich
ngly p
igh. "What else am I all
nthouse is available to you, except for Mr. Blackwood's office.
an eyebrow.
, as if she wanted to
also a boutique downstairs. Mr. Bl
ena cut
e. Another attempt to dress her up like a perfec
polite nod.
ack against the headboa
, Mi
f the coffee cup. "The door.
It was subtle, bu
ave control over that
ch twisted.
. "Guess I'm still
idn't r
ilently as she came-leaving Lena alone with nothing but he
fter Elise left, her fingers curli
e is available to y
her mind, sparking
of
she wasn't s
it was because they had something to hide. And if D
ered toward th
locke
t, her heart hammering. Slowly, she curled
ic
ope
in a breat
listened for movement. The penthouse was eerily qui
as her
r. She hadn't had a chance to explore the night befo
was he
ere smooth marble, and the walls were adorned with modern
glass windows overlooking the skyline. T
she s
oor, different
lse qu
n's o
ver her should
she reached for the handle. It
turn
ck
cou
ressing her forehead ag
could break in-Damien wasn't the kind
she'd confirm
in there he does
wanted to see
to turn away, a voic
good at following
a f
d turned
to find Damien standing
ts and a fitted white shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
bit like a man who o
udin
o mask the racing of her heart. "You
curved sligh
never said I couldn't st
amusement flicker
her, the air between t
des, Damien closed the
didn'
t ste
give him the
d a hand, his fingertips brushing a
gerous thing, sweet
ling where he touched her. "Only f
deep. "You have no idea w
ng to back down. "Then m
For a brief second, she thou
en he
, he reached past her, pre
fice door
heart s
the
his voice a whispe
he said. "
as she stared at the
ge hung in the a
d. Take
was a game-a test. He wanted to se
l question
tupid. If Damien had kept this room locked, it
didn't want
was, invit
is face was unreadable, but his eye
it
ri
then stepped forward.
-
lder than the res
rature, but
tly arranged volumes. A large glass desk sat at the center,
was too c
alcul
d around, searchin
he was looking for, bu
d inside, the door slidin
esence-too clos
appointed,"
hed. She hated t
iles left out for her to find. Just a c
sk, leaning against it
" Lena admitted,
d. "More
cre
g his head. "You think I'd be carele
be not. But no one locks a r
didn't
lver lighter, and flicked it open. The flame danced
ic
p
ic
os
taunting
how hypno
w hypnot
u let me in
slightly. "Because I wa
wned. "S
How badly you
h twisted.
e known this w
to keep her
She refused to let h
you think," she said smoothly
didn't
't m
the handle, his voice
u w
breath
way he said it... lo
t just making
as making
the shiver running down her s
he walked out-before sh
let herself
n the hallway, her puls
more-Damien's challenge, his inten
she was just playing along, learning the rules
wn, she kne
getting
t was d
oom, Lena was still trying to pu
d her and leaned agains
had t
power, not by his presence, and definitely not b
air, trying to refocus. She n
ert. St
e bed, where her phone
should c
nd the last thing she wanted was for Dami
ed the phone and c
es. No mi
disappointment set
was expecting to hear fr
ling thought cre
she even
d security, comfort, and luxur
lt like she was losing m
pe
sa
ven...
hard, pushing a
dn't let
dangerously te