Chapter 4

I was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall when the door opened. I didn’t need to look to know who it was. Damien walked in, smelling like fresh soap and arrogance. “Lia,” he said softly. His voice… it used to make my heartbeat quicken. Now it just made my stomach twist. “I’ve been looking for you,” he continued, stepping closer. “You disappeared after the meeting. You had me worried.” Worried? The same man who had his tongue down another woman’s throat...