Owned by Night
of the city itself. I tugged at the hem of my dress – too short, too tight – and glanced at Lila. Her
usual scene. Velvet shadows, flashing gold lights, and the kind of atmosphere that felt heavy with secrets and sedu
the crowded floor. "You've been a stressed-out hermit for weeks. This is
her words to sink in. Maybe she was right. Maybe I needed
tool. The surface was cool beneath my bare thighs. Lila ordered
le laughed too loudly, hands touching too freely. The
en I s
e owned the place. Sharp suit, dark hair, and eyes that gleamed like steel under the low lights. He didn't
locking on like he'd caugh
yes away as heat crept
Lila leaned in, smirking know
quickly. "Just...
unimpressed. "That
d. "You
e's... well, let's jus
etails, but the word lingered
whispered. "Guys like him ch
't worry. I'm not look
ard Damien Blackwell, he was watching m
erceptible smirk t
hing for the drink Lil
d myself. One drink, one g
n had oth
-
eside me, his presence as unmistakable as the heavy
e said smoothly, voice low enough
ell was even more devastating. Chiseled jaw, eyes tha
just fine," I repli
re ly
tain, made me bristle. "An
"I know the look of someone who's trying to convinc
de the way my pulse quickened under his gaze
reed. But he d
eyes traced the curve of my bare shoulders, of t
he said, as if I d
Sincl
va." He tested my name on his tongue
I should've smiled politely
en said, his gaze dipping to t
ead. "I alrea
d to the bartender.
"I didn't s
ll li
ening, but something ab
. I lifted it to my lips hesitantly, tasting the smoky swe
his gaze fixed on
," I a
tween us, the club fading i
me like that," Damien
ed. "Li
want me to
and I looked away
her
y, and I hated how mu
htly over the side of my arm. The touch was brief but enough to le
. "I'm not looki
le's looki
t, his body – it all pressed against
hispered, more to
my wrist before I
pulled away.
-
sophisticated, and cold, with floor-to-ceiling windows
bered the ride over, only the feeling of Damien's
tossing his jacket ov
d, my mouth su
his presence like a shadow
his voice a dangerous whisper against my ea
led sh
t to leave?
d to fa
" I
between us. I barely registered the sensation of his hands sliding down the length
n growled, his breath
ould care.
ight, I