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Author: Winnie_D_Pooh
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CHAPTER 32

~Arianna’s POV~

I had immersed myself in the tasks he gave me for the next few hours. Surprisingly, I managed to keep up with his demanding pace, my stubbornness fueling me.

If he thought I’d crumble under pressure, he was sorely mistaken. Despite everything, I couldn't escape the sensation of constant observation.

Every time I glanced up, Damon’s sharp eyes were on me, studying me as if I were a puzzle he couldn’t quite solve.

Ever since the previous day, I couldn't shake the possibility that there was so much more with him. And just that thought made me self-conscious.

With everything going on, my thoughts immediately turned to my boyfriend, whom I hadn't seen in a long time.

For some reason, with every second I spent with Damon, the more distant my feelings became for my boyfriend.

I shook my head. It was just Damon’s overwhelming presence and arrogant attitude. Still, why was only his thought circling my mind?

And to make matters worse, each time he
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