Damon:“You’re staying in my room tonight.” I said, making sure to keep my voice leveled as not to wake Isla up.Sienna blinked at me from where she was standing in the nursery, gently rocking our daughter in her arms. She studied my expression for a moment too long as if wanting to make sure that s
Sienna:Warmth.It was the first thing I felt as I slowly opened my eyes, the soft light of morning slipping through the curtains. The bed beneath me was warm and unfamiliar, firm, larger than mine, and it smelled faintly of Damon. I smelled like him…It took me a second to remember where I was.His
Damon:I sat behind my desk, finally back in my office at the edge of the territory, far enough from the estate to give me space. The blinds were pulled halfway open, letting in narrow strips of morning light that cut across the room like sharp blades.It had been weeks since I last stepped into thi
Sienna:I was halfway through the reports I’d been meaning to finalize when my phone vibrated across the desk. I frowned in confusion before taking a glance at it. No one ever bothered calling me, and for a moment, I feared that something might have happened to Isla.However, the name flashing on th
Sienna:I stood frozen just inside the doorway of the conference room, every instinct in me screaming for me to turn around and walk right back out. But I couldn’t. Not with Giovanni’s eyes locked on mine.“Please,” he said smoothly, gesturing to the seat across from him. “Don’t let me interrupt you
Damon:The second I picked up the phone and heard the panic in Sienna’s voice, I was already grabbing my keys.She didn’t have to explain. She didn’t have to beg.Just the sound of her breath trembling over the line, the unspoken fear in the way she said my name, it was enough to set my blood on fir
Sienna:The room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the bathroom fan. I curled up on Damon’s bed, my knees tucked under me, his scent wrapping around me like a second skin. I wasn’t sure when I’d started feeling safe in this room, when his scent had become familiar, comforting even, but it had happ
Damon:Sienna had left the job.That alone should have made me feel better. Should have eased the tension in my chest knowing she wouldn’t be walking into another trap set by Giovanni, or sitting in a room where every corner was controlled by his influence. It should have given me a sense of comfort
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
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