Damon:“What the fucking hell was that?” I asked, glaring at Lysandra. She smirked as she looked me in the eye, knowing well what she did, knowing what she had managed to ruin, what she was breaking.“If you didn’t want it to happen, you could have stepped back or pushed me away a little sooner, no?
Sienna:I didn’t realize I’d fallen asleep until I felt the slow, steady rise and fall of Damon’s chest under my cheek. Until I felt him gently drawing random patterns on my shoulder as he hummed a soft tune under his breath.We were lying on the couch in my office, the air still thick with the heat
Damon:By the time we got home, the sun was already dipping below the horizon, casting long shadows over the estate grounds.“I’ll go and check on Isla. Do you want to come with me?” Sienna asked, making my eyes soften.“I need to send you a few things in the office. I will follow you in a little wh
Delilah:"Do you really believe this will work?"Father’s voice echoed behind me, low and curious, but I could already feel the impatience humming through his body. He was a man who didn’t like waiting, even for chaos.My direct opposite of myself. But I grew up waiting. I grew up learning what it w
Damon:I could still feel it, the bond. The one that should not exist.The one that didn’t belong to her.The one that I knew that I already had, I did not reject Sienna. At least the rejection did not work. Our daughter being born was proof of it not working. If it did, then Isla not be here.This
Sienna:Something was wrong.I could feel it crawling under my skin, creeping into the quiet corners of my heart. Damon’s voice had been too sharp when he told me to go back to the room, his body too tense, his eyes too guarded.He was hiding something.He was hiding something, whatever it was. I ha
Sienna:The moment I stepped into the infirmary, I felt the shift in the air.I felt the weight that it carried, no matter how hard I wanted to deny it.It was subtle, too subtle, perhaps, but undeniable.Something was off.Damon stood near the bed, his back straight, his hands behind him in a stanc
Damon:I was quiet as I watched. I had my arms crossed over my chest. Something was wrong. I knew that it was.Delilah had been moved to the guest room by the time I left the infirmary. The nurses said she needed rest, that the wound wasn’t deep but she was dehydrated, disoriented. They didn’t say a
Delilah:I stared at the door Damon had just slammed shut, the echo of it vibrating through the walls and my bones. My hands trembled, but not from fear. From rage.He was smarter than I gave him credit for.That made him dangerous.My father was right. I did underestimate Damon Lockwood. The man kn
Damon:I was quiet as I watched. I had my arms crossed over my chest. Something was wrong. I knew that it was.Delilah had been moved to the guest room by the time I left the infirmary. The nurses said she needed rest, that the wound wasn’t deep but she was dehydrated, disoriented. They didn’t say a
Sienna:The moment I stepped into the infirmary, I felt the shift in the air.I felt the weight that it carried, no matter how hard I wanted to deny it.It was subtle, too subtle, perhaps, but undeniable.Something was off.Damon stood near the bed, his back straight, his hands behind him in a stanc
Sienna:Something was wrong.I could feel it crawling under my skin, creeping into the quiet corners of my heart. Damon’s voice had been too sharp when he told me to go back to the room, his body too tense, his eyes too guarded.He was hiding something.He was hiding something, whatever it was. I ha
Damon:I could still feel it, the bond. The one that should not exist.The one that didn’t belong to her.The one that I knew that I already had, I did not reject Sienna. At least the rejection did not work. Our daughter being born was proof of it not working. If it did, then Isla not be here.This
Delilah:"Do you really believe this will work?"Father’s voice echoed behind me, low and curious, but I could already feel the impatience humming through his body. He was a man who didn’t like waiting, even for chaos.My direct opposite of myself. But I grew up waiting. I grew up learning what it w
Damon:By the time we got home, the sun was already dipping below the horizon, casting long shadows over the estate grounds.“I’ll go and check on Isla. Do you want to come with me?” Sienna asked, making my eyes soften.“I need to send you a few things in the office. I will follow you in a little wh
Sienna:I didn’t realize I’d fallen asleep until I felt the slow, steady rise and fall of Damon’s chest under my cheek. Until I felt him gently drawing random patterns on my shoulder as he hummed a soft tune under his breath.We were lying on the couch in my office, the air still thick with the heat
Damon:“What the fucking hell was that?” I asked, glaring at Lysandra. She smirked as she looked me in the eye, knowing well what she did, knowing what she had managed to ruin, what she was breaking.“If you didn’t want it to happen, you could have stepped back or pushed me away a little sooner, no?