38 Chapter 38

38 Chapter 38

Seraphina’s POV 1

The silence in my small bedroom felt heavy and charged, like the air before a thunderstorm. Damien sat in the worn chair beside my bed,

his powerful frame looking almost comically large in the tiny space. His dark hair was disheveled from running his hands through it, and his expensive shirt was wrinkled from carrying Adrian through the forest. Even exhausted and worried, he was devastatingly handsome.

But all I could think about was Anna Blackwood, draped all over him in the lobby like a designer accessory, waving that golden pendant

like a victory flag.

“You should go,” I said quietly, my voice barely above a whisper as I focused on the worn pattern of my bedspread rather than meeting

his penetrating blue eyes. “Anna is probably wondering where you disappeared to.”

“Sera-”

“Really, Damien.” I forced myself to look at him, mustering what little dignity I had left after the evening’s disasters. “I appreciate

everything you’ve done tonight-finding Adrian, bringing him home safely, taking care of us both. But I understand the situation. Anna

has your pendant. She’s the woman you’ve been searching for. I won’t stand in the way of that.”

The words tasted like ash in my mouth, but I forced them out anyway. Better to end this cleanly now than to drag out the inevitable

heartbreak.

Damien leaned forward in his chair, his eyes blazing with an intensity that made my breath catch. “What if I told you that I don’t give a

damn about Anna Blackwood?”

hope fluttered

your relationship-”

through my words like a blade. “Nothing

“Damien-”

as he began pacing the cramped space

small room seemed to shrink around his imposing presence, making

said, his voice rough with barely controlled

seemed important at the time.” He stopped pacing and turned to face me, his

that made my breath catch. “But that was before

you want?” I whispered, my voice

like a growl, raw and possessive and absolutely devastating. “Only you,

the past. Anna can have whatever money she wants, whatever job she thinks she deserves.

that I could feel the heat radiating from his body, could smell

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like a prayer on his lips. “I’ve wasted five years chasing a ghost when

along.”

brushing against his hand where it rested on the arm of the chair. The contact sent electricity shooting up my arm,

despite the pain and exhaustion. His scent was stronger here in the confined space, wrapping around me like silk ribbons and making

everything to do with the way he was looking at me-like I was something precious and desired and absolutely essential to

let you rest,” he said, though his voice suggested

I whispered, tilting my face up toward

feel his breath against my lips, could see the way his eyes had darkened with desire that matched my

mouths were about to meet, a small voice called out from the living room, breaking the spell that had been

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Damien? I can’t

breathing hard and staring at each other with

softly, though I made no

his broad shoulders filled the frame and the confident

hallway, he turned back with

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