Growing Connections

"You came to see me?" My voice was unsteady, my hands shaking as I spoke.

"Yes," Damien replied, his gaze intense. "I couldn't get you out of my head." My heart raced as doubts clouded my mind. Was this a cruel game designed to lure me into his bed, or was this powerful man genuinely drawn to me? His intentions were unclear, and I found myself struggling to understand his motivations.

His touch sent an electric current through my body, and I jumped, startled, back into the present. I realized I'd been lost in thought for some time, replaying our encounter in my mind. 

"Ella," his deep voice broke through my reverie, "are you alright?" I felt his hand on my shoulder, warm and gentle. 

I looked up, meeting his dark eyes, and offered a small smile. "Yes, fine. Just a lot to process."