Chapter:-27

Everyone who knows Damon would say that he was not jealous. He wasn't possessive. He truly didn't believe in controlling partners, and he was secure enough to know that people wanted him. He has never cared about the previous romantic partners of his girlfriends.

Until Adira.

He knows, intellectually, that his mate has never been with anyone else. That she desires no one else. That she chose Damon spectacularly. It's just that when he thinks about all this, it awakens something in him that he isn't fully ready to deal with. Yet. He feels relief at the fact that no one has seen Adira writhing on the sheets, begging for release. Never seen those beautiful marks set against her pale skin, glistening with sweat.

At least he thinks it is relief that he is feeling. Because the thought of someone else seeing her like this makes the fires in him burn hotter. He has the wild urge to set everything aflame, and there isn't anyone else. No one said love was rational. Take now, for example. Adir