All Chapters of The Night embrace : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

3rd point of viewThe door clicked shut behind Blue as she settled Nora into her room with a sigh of relief, she slipped into her coat and laced up her sneakers, her mind already drifting to the night ahead. As she stepped out into the cool evening air, a sense of unease settled in her stomach.Damian had been buried in work lately, leaving her free from her nightly duties. Part of her relished the break, her back still ached but the pain was subsiding.The cab ride to her old apartment felt like a journey through time. The streets blurred past, but her thoughts lingered on the memories that haunted her. Each recollection was a shadow of hardship—poverty, tears, and struggles that seemed to stretch on indefinitely.She couldn’t recall a single joyful moment, only the weight of disappointment and the echo of broken dreams.As the cab pulled up to the familiar building, she took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead. The façade of the apartment looked the same, but to her,

Damian sat in his sleek modern office ,the soft hum of the technology sounding. He was deep into a project when his personal driver, Marco called. The tone in Marco's voice as urgent, cutting through the usual calm and Damian's day."Sir, Miss Harper has been in the apartment for a while now, she notified me if she didn't come out in a few minutes I should call for help" Damian raised an eyebrow, irritation creeping into his voice "I don't remember my number being 911" he ended the call trying to redirect his focus back to the spreadsheet on his screen.But just as he settled back into his work, his phone rang " Kitty" flashed across the screen and an instilling feeling settled in his gut. Something was definitely wrong. Without hesitation he answer the call,but all he could hear was muffled sounds, please...panic.With a rapid movement, he grabbed his coat and dashed out of the office calling Marco for the location. When he arrived at the apartment building, urgency propelled him for

Nora POV:As I stared out the car window, the California sun cast a golden glow over everything making tye streets shimmer like magic. Mr Thompson, my chauffeur kept his eyes glued to the road but my mind was racing with thoughts of what had happened to Blue. And then I saw a flash of her dark brown hair swaying as she was walking down the side walk."Stop!" I shouted, the excitement bubbling up inside me. Mr Thompson hit the brakes asn I jumped out before he could even say a word.I hurried towards Blue my hands on my hips trying to look serious. Though couldn't help the smile tugging at the corner of my mouth."Aren't you meant to be in bed, resting?" I said my voice dripping with playful authority. Blue turned around. Her surprise melting into a grin."Aren't you meant to be on your way to school?"She shot back and we both laughed the sound brightening the quiet morning."I just wanted to get a gift for someone special" she said her cheeks tinged with a hint of bashfulness."Me?" I

Blue's POV:I thought I was getting better. I really did. I lay in bed replaying everything, trying to see what happened. I looked to see where everything went wrong. Why my life had to be soo miserable.All these years, Tom stripped away myself layer by layer until even my bones had no trace of my personality. I lost sight of the girl I used to be.The problem was that I wanted to be Loved so badly. I couldn't tell it wasn't love. "You're so much better than that" Damian's words clinged to my heart.I tossed and turned my mind refusing to settle. Every time I closed my eye all I could see was Damian. The way his lips had felt on mine, soft yet insistent, sent shivers down my spine.My body had responded in ways I hadn't expected igniting a warmth that lingered long after the kiss ended. It was just too much to handle.With a frustrated sigh. I swung my legs over the side of the bed. My heart racing as I made my way to the kitchen. Water. That's what I needed, I picked a bottle the co

Blue's povAs I sat across from Alex at the exquisite restaurant, the ambience felt suffocating rather than inviting. The soft glow of the chandeliers and the clink of fine china only amplified the sensethat I didn’t belong. I shifted in my seat, acutely aware of the beautiful dresses and tailored suitssurrounding us, while I wore a simple blouse and jeans—an outfit that felt painfully inadequate."I'm sorry," I blurted out, breaking the silence. "For what?" Alex asked, his gaze fixed on me, those warm blue-grey eyes sending butterfliesfluttering in my stomach. "I must seem out of place," I admitted, glancing down at my attire. Thewords tasted bitter on my tongue, a reminder of my insecurities. "I don’t mind really, but if you're uncomfortable, we can—" he began, genuine concern threading through his voice.“No, it’s alright, you know,” I replied, forcing a smile that felt more like a façade than a reflectionof my feelings. I could see in his eyes that he wasn’t buying it. Withou