Chapter 45 The Golden Child

• Aurora followed Damian out of the room, her steps light as she kept close to him. She didn’t want to draw attention to herself. Damian’s presence was commanding, and walking beside him, she felt like a shadow in his overwhelming light. The grand hallway stretched ahead, its high ceilings adorned with intricate designs and gilded chandeliers. The soft carpet underfoot muffled their steps, but Aurora’s heart was loud in her chest.
• Damian walked with purpose, his posture straight and unyielding. Aurora couldn’t help but glance at him from the corner of her eye. His face was calm, but she knew there was always something simmering beneath the surface. He was a man who controlled everything, and she doubted anything escaped his notice.
• As they approached the large double doors leading to the gardens, Aurora caught sight of someone standing nearby. A man, tall and strikingly handsome, leaned casually against the doorway. He had the same dark hair as Damian, but his features were softer, more approachable. His smile was warm as his eyes landed on Damian.