A kiss before the betrayal

Damian left her side to speak with a few business associates or after sh

ing fe

nking glasses, laughter, and elegant conversations. Yet, beneath the g

t he was across the room, engaged in a deep

eft her

po

le

was smooth

g beside her, holding a glass of

actress," he said,

ened. "Ex

kering toward Damian. "That ki

mething in his tone unsettled h

d his head.

o be convincing, so I think I

who assessed her with calculated amusement, no

gaze was

searching fo

w something

that I didn't know?" S

nd, he leaned in sligh

ena, I wouldn't ge

eath c

a fraction of a

f something

hing

as quickly,

easy, casual, like they were

aking a sip of his drink and walking away, le

e hell

playing games with her? And what the hell has Damian been discussing

but this time, she wasn't just

since this arrangement bega

eded a

ering tension in her spine, but i

rds echoed

ena, I wouldn't ge

id tha

tly was h

hed for a flute of champagne from a passing waiter. The glass

ruthless billionaire friends, the kind who played the ga

ok in h

been casua

en someth

far more

o was hiding something, even though she co

eep in conversation, his sharp profile highlighted by the warm glow o

trust

kind of man he

ne thing was clear: he was always ten s

threat, wouldn't

ave done some

ess

ent a chill d

I should be afraid of.

e her next move? "Should I stay and wait for Damian to come and ex

around the stem of her glas

thinking. Ov

n. No one had forced her. She had accepted the offer

erous-she had a

takes. And he certainly wouldn't surround

ld

ad? And why wouldn't he be aware? I thought he was smart, how c

ing the cool fizz of the cha

just play

y thrived on power plays, on maki

't about to

eeling R

pretending to be nothing more than the flawless, adoring

since stepping into Damian's world,

as a

d just made th