Gabriella

My body trembled. My nerves were shot. This was the elevator scene at the hotel on steroids.

Damien’s arms protectively came around me as Darius’s words played on a loop in my mind. I clung tightly to his torso, the sound of his heart beating in my ear. Soothingly, he rubbed a circle on my back.

I looked up. “What if he would have come and you were gone?”

“He’s mostly talk.”

“Damien,” I said, ...