ana

etween us. Damian's jaw clenched so tightly I could see the muscle jump. His eyes fl

e," he sa

at me to hide. This was Chloe. My Chloe. The woman who had cried on my shoulder during her last breakup, who s

up elegantly, looking every bit the polished fiancée. Her eyes widened when she saw me

ched up in surprise. "W

Long story. Hotel mix-up. I was exhausted after

u, Ari. Seriously?" She stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, kissing Damian on t

s expression carefully neu

playfulness. "Mother wanted me to drop off the updated guest list f

ore returning to her. Chloe didn't seem to notice. She was already pulling a folder from her bag, ch

intruder in mor

voice sounded too loud in the luxurious space. "I've already o

t's late. You look like you've been through hell. Dam

uttered. "N

is eyes held mine with an intensity that made my skin warm. "It'

i. We need to catch up properly-lunch this week?" She gave Damian another quick kis

afe," he

ed shut behind her, and the penthouse

kily. "That w

ng something dangerous he couldn't resist. The city lights painted soft shadows a

said, voice low. "I can hav

mered in my throat. "B

g between us. Wron

l his cologne-wood and spice and something undeniably him.

my name like a war

hloe. About loyalty. About the life she was building with

w and pretend tonight never happened. But when you handed me that cof

rand of hair from my face with surprising gen

ughly. "I don't break rules.

y voice trembled.

we just stared at each othe

ed my cheek. M

ips. Slowly, impossibly

efore our