THE LINE BETWEEN US

Sienna’s heart pounded as she stood frozen in Damien’s office, his piercing gaze locked onto hers. The air between them was charged, thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension. She had told herself she wouldn’t let this happen again—that she wouldn’t let him get under her skin. And yet, here she was.

“You’re running from me again,” Damien said, his voice calm but firm.

Sienna crossed her arms over her chest, trying to create some kind of barrier between them. “I’m not running. I’m making the smart choice.”

Damien took a slow step toward her, his eyes never leaving hers. “And what’s that?”

“Keeping my distance.”

A smirk ghosted across his lips, but there was something else in his expression something that looked a lot like frustration. “Funny. You say that, but you’re still here.”

Sienna hated that he was right. She should have left the moment she realized they were alone in his office. But something about Damien made her want to stand her ground, even when she knew it was dangerous.

“You make it impossible to ignore you,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Damien reached out, his fingers lightly brushing against her wrist. The simple touch sent a shiver up her spine. “Then stop trying.”

Sienna exhaled shakily. “Damien…”

He stepped closer, closing the distance between them until she could feel the heat radiating from his body. His scent expensive cologne mixed with something uniquely him filled her senses, making it impossible to think clearly.

“I know you feel it too,” Damien murmured, his fingers trailing up her arm. “This pull between us.”

Sienna clenched her fists, trying to regain control. “It doesn’t change anything. You’re still… you.”

“And you’re still you.” His hand lifted to her chin, tilting her face up to meet his gaze. “But that hasn’t stopped us before.”

Her breath hitched. No, it hadn’t. And that was the problem.

Damien wasn’t just another man. He was dangerous, intoxicating, and completely off-limits. Yet, every time she tried to resist, he pulled her back in like gravity.

“This isn’t fair,” she whispered.

Damien’s thumb traced along her jawline, his touch feather-light but electrifying. “Nothing about us has ever been fair, Sienna.”

Her resolve cracked.

Before she could stop herself, she was leaning into him, her body betraying every logical thought in her head.

Then, suddenly, his lips were on hers.

The kiss was slow, deliberate, as if Damien was savoring the moment. His hands slid around her waist, pulling her closer, and Sienna felt herself unravel.

She should have stopped. Should have pulled away. But with Damien, she always lost control.

His grip tightened, and the kiss deepened, turning into something more urgent, more desperate. He pressed her against the edge of his desk, his hands roaming over her back as if he couldn’t get enough.

Sienna’s fingers tangled in his hair, a soft moan escaping her lips as he kissed his way down her neck.

“You drive me insane,” Damien muttered against her skin.

Sienna’s breath was ragged. “Then we’re both insane.”

Just as Damien’s lips found her collarbone, a loud knock on the office door shattered the moment.

Sienna’s eyes widened in panic as she pushed Damien away. He let out a frustrated groan, running a hand through his disheveled hair.

“Come in,” he said, his voice slightly hoarse.

The door swung open, and in walked Ethan, Damien’s right-hand man. He paused, taking in the scene Sienna’s flushed face, Damien’s slightly tousled appearance and smirked knowingly.

“Hope I’m not interrupting,” Ethan said, amusement lacing his tone.

Damien shot him a glare. “What do you want?”

Ethan held up a file. “Business. You know, that thing you’re supposed to be focusing on.”

Sienna took the opportunity to step back, putting much-needed distance between herself and Damien. Her heart was still racing, her body still aching for more, but she forced herself to get it together.

“I should go,” she murmured, smoothing down her dress.

Damien looked at her, something unreadable in his expression. “We’re not done talking about this.”

Sienna swallowed hard. “I think we are.”

And with that, she walked out of his office, knowing full well that she was lying to both him and herself.