Time to get spicyy
Sienna:The moment Damon stormed out of the room, I leaned against the closed door, my heart hammering in my chest like a wild animal begging to be let out. It was a feeling that I did not find myself liking. It was a feeling that I found myself resenting. I found myself wanting nothing more than fo
Damon:I didn’t sleep.Not a second.I laid awake in the guest room, staring at the ceiling until sunrise, my mind replaying every damn second of last night.I couldn't bring myself to sleep in my room after last night. I wanted her to be by my side when I returned to the room. And yet her stubborn
Sienna:The sharp sound of raised voices echoed through the hall, making me frown in confusion.I paused at the top of the stairs, Isla’s blanket clutched in my arms. I had come up to fetch her pacifier… but I froze. The last person that I expected to see her stood confidently, knowing that he did n
Damon:I didn’t stop until I reached my room. The door slammed behind me, the sound ringing through the walls like a warning to anyone stupid enough to follow.But for once, I didn’t want to be alone.For the first time in my life, I've found myself seeking a little comfort, seeking gentle words tha
Sienna:The silence in the hallway was louder than anything I’d heard all day.My footsteps echoed softly on the polished floors as I walked away from his room, my chest tight with a thousand things I didn’t know how to say. A thousand things that I could not find myself describing more specifically
Damon:The halls were quiet.That kind of eerie quiet you only got in the dead of night, when the rest of the world slept, and all your thoughts came crawling out of whatever pit you buried them in during the day.But I knew that now they were quiet after Giovanni's visit. They were afraid that they
Sienna:The morning light poured through the large windows, soft and golden, casting quiet warmth across the floorboards. I smiled at the familiar scent, one that I found myself growing accustomed to.I blinked my eyes open slowly, disoriented for a moment until I processed where I was. I frowned, q
Damon:The walk down the hallway was quiet. Neither Sienna nor I said a word.Truth be told, neither one of us knew what to say, and I was thankful for the silence. Right now I needed it. I needed it to allow myself the moment to think.And that silence brought that for me. It gave me the moment to
Giovanni:I could feel it… The rage swelling beneath my skin, pulsing like a steady drum in my veins.And no matter how hard I try to control it, I could not. My wolf was raging. I was raging.Delilah had been planted carefully. Trained perfectly. Molded into the image of subtle seduction and manip
My hands instinctively gripped his shirt as his kiss deepened, his tongue sliding against mine in a hungry, claiming kiss that stole all reason from my mind.He walked me backward until my back met the edge of the desk, his hands gripping my hips like he was anchoring himself to reality. I was melti
Sienna:He had been following me around the entire morning.Not only has he been following me, but he's been trying his best to speak to me only to be ignored. I needed to focus on work and he was not allowing me to do so.From the second we walked into the company building, Damon Lockwood had his e
Damon:Delilah’s scent was the first thing I caught the second I turned down the hallway.It was subtle, soft and floral, but it carried that underlying sharpness, the kind that crawled under the skin no matter how much you tried to ignore it. She stepped out of the guest room, still in that silky r
Sienna:I stared blankly at the floor, the tea in my hands long forgotten, growing cold in the ceramic cup. My fingers curled tighter around it, like I was holding on to something, anything, that wouldn’t slip through my grasp.But the truth was, it already had.No matter how hard I try to deny it,
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