Chapter 111 Who gave you permission to have her followed?
Damian’s POV
I closed the distance between us, capturing her lips with mine.
The kiss was hungry, desperate, claiming. My wolf surged beneath my skin, growling with possessive satisfaction as Aria melted against me.
She tasted like salt and sweetness, tears and promise. Her fingers tangled in my hair as I deepened the kiss, and I felt her body respond to mine with an urgency that matched my own.
"Damian," she breathed against my mouth, and the sound of my name on her lips made my blood burn.
I lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carried her toward the bedroom. Our mouths never broke apart, hands roaming, claiming, remembering.
When I laid her on the bed, her gem-green eyes were dark with desire. I traced my fingers down her throat, feeling her pulse racing beneath my touch.
"You’re mine," I growled, my voice rough with need. "Say it."
"Yours," she whispered, and my wolf roared in triumph.
I took my time worshipping her body, relearning every curve, every sensitive spot that made her arch and moan. Her nails raked down my back, and the pain only heightened my pleasure.
"God, Damian, please," she gasped, her hips rolling against mine.
I loved reducing her to this—breathless, desperate, completely undone. My Queen, falling apart beneath me.
When I finally entered her, we both groaned. She was tight and hot and perfect, and I had to pause for a moment, fighting for control.
"Move," she demanded, her voice breaking. "Damian, please move."
I obeyed, setting a rhythm that had her crying out my name. Her body responded to mine like we were made for each other—because we were. The Moon Goddess had crafted her specifically for me.
"That’s it, baby," I murmured against her throat. "Let go for me."
She shattered in my arms, her body clenching around mine as waves of pleasure crashed through her. The sight of her coming undone pushed me over the edge, and I followed her into bliss with a growl.
Afterward, I held her against my chest, our hearts gradually slowing to match each other’s rhythm. She was already drifting off, exhausted from crying and everything that followed.
I pressed a kiss to her forehead and carefully extracted myself from the bed. I had business to handle tomorrow, and I needed to make sure she’d be taken care of while I was gone.
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The next morning, I stood in my subsidiary company’s downtown office, phone in hand as I sent Aria a message.
"Up yet? Breakfast is outside your door. Don’t forget to grab it."
I’d had my chef prepare all her favorites—croissants, fresh fruit, smoked salmon, Greek yogurt with honey, freshly squeezed orange juice, and a vanilla latte. Everything packed in thermal containers to keep warm.
My phone buzzed almost immediately.
"Got it, thank you! Have you eaten?"
A smile tugged at my lips. Even after everything, she was worried about me. My wolf preened with satisfaction.
"Already ate. Swamped right now. Talk later?"
"Okay," came her reply, followed by a heart emoji.
I pocketed my phone and turned my attention to the woman who’d just burst into my office without permission.
"Ms. Crane," I said coldly, not bothering to hide my irritation.
"Blackwood Industries has a strict policy about scheduled appointments. Pull this stunt again, and I’ll terminate every contract your pack has with my companies."
I leaned back in my chair, not even granting her the courtesy of eye contact. My Beta Rick stood near the door with two security guards, all of them uncertain whether to forcibly remove her.
The Riverside Pack had a substantial commercial partnership with one of my subsidiaries, which gave Vanessa Crane building access.
Before Aria, I’d tolerated Vanessa’s occasional unscheduled visits with indifference. My people had learned to be courteous to her.
That tolerance ended the moment I found my mate.
"Damian, why did you block me?" Vanessa’s voice cracked, her eyes red-rimmed. "Why are you being so cruel? What did I do wrong? Can’t you see what kind of woman she is? The way she treats you—"
"Shut your mouth." The command came out as a growl, my wolf pushing through. I lifted my gaze, and the predatory coldness in my eyes made her stumble back a step.
She’d never seen me like this. Good. She needed to understand exactly how far she’d crossed the line.
"Everyone out," I ordered.
Rick hesitated only a moment before ushering the security team into the hallway and closing the door behind them.
Once we were alone, I rose from my chair, my full height and the dominance radiating from my wolf making Vanessa shrink back.
"Who gave you permission to have her followed?" My voice was deadly quiet.