Married To My Enemy Alpha

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until I saw him. Damien. His tall frame filled the doorway like a shadow. A

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was wet from the rain, clinging to his chest. I tried not to stare, but I did

torm settles. The west wing is

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egan lighting it with the matches kept in a glass jar nearb

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ok back. "I

through the room. I stood awkwardly near a bookshelf, tryin

on it. I hesitated, then sat too-but not too close. We didn't spea

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ed," I m

l him watching me. His gaze was hot. Heavy.

ou thinking

d. "That you don

me here, Damie

I thought he wouldn't answer. Then he spoke,

not an

alked to the window, looked out into the rain. The fire lit the a

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hard. "But y

ists. "That's because..

ked. "

. My heart pounded. I didn't move. He stopped a foot away. Close enough to feel

," he whispered. "But I

a punch to the chest.

nce I touched you

as me. Maybe it was him. But suddenly his

. It wasn't roma

gripped my waist, pulling me flush against him. I could feel the tension in his mus

tighter against him. He growled low in his thr

y as he started,

g, lips swollen, heart racing. He look

a mistake

n't you stop?

me, running a hand t

it's not," he muttered. "I don't

feel so

dn't

hand on his back. "You can lie to m

ayed

like you mean

tensed. "That'

, it wasn't heavy. It was thick wi

fire again, wrapping my arms around my k

ot close, not far. I glanced at him. His ex

thing ha

. But his presence beside me was enough. Because

as safe as I