The campus quad felt like a battlefield I hadn’t signed up for. I walked with my head down, laptop bag banging against my hip. I could still feel Damien’s hands on me, the way he’d bent me over the island like he needed to remind both of us who I belonged to, the raw sound of his voice growling “you’re mine” while he f****d me deep enough to make my legs shake for hours afterward. It had been intense.
But the afterglow had faded by morning, leaving behind the quiet unease I couldn’t quite shake. His calm, commanding voice on that call still echoed. I loved him. God, I loved him so much it hurt sometimes. But loving Damien Blackwood meant loving the shadows too, and I wasn’t sure how deep they went or if I was strong enough to stand in them without losing pieces of myself.
I pushed the th
