Chapter 458: A Different Kind of Fight

Damon sat back on the small hotel sofa, adjusting his jacket as he scrolled through his phone, occasionally glancing at the time.

He wasn't in a rush, but waiting had never been his strong suit. He tilted his head back, letting out a breath, before calling out toward the bathroom.

"You good in there?"

No immediate response. He chuckled, shaking his head. He had no doubt she was taking her time, and he wasn't about to rush her.

A few moments later, Svetlana stepped out of the bathroom, and for a second, Damon forgot whatever was on his mind.

She looked incredible.

Those tight jeans that flared just slightly at the end, hugging her hips perfectly. A cropped top that wasn't overly revealing but still showed just enough to catch his attention.

The way her long hair flowed, styled but still effortless, only added to the entire look. Her makeup was subtle, enhancing what was already perfect.