Chapter 48 Last Moments To Savor
- Damien
- I watched her. Helplessly. Obsessively. Unapologetically.
- The beige silk nightdress hugged her body like a second skin, whispering over her curves, molding to every dip and swell. Her pale skin glowed under the dim light, and her dark lashes fluttered against her cheeks as she slept—peaceful, untouched by the storm that raged inside me.