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Damien's POV.

Arielle's appearance came in as a surprise and for the first time that morning, a smile spread on my face before I even realized it.

"Damien, I— I could come back if this isn't a good time—" she stuttered and it occurred to me that I didn't reply to her question.

"No— I mean yes, I'm really hungry," I hurriedly added.

Her smile returned as she walked up to me and placed the food tray on the table. As she turned around to get her seat, her flowery scent and the curves on her body made something growl within me.

I was indeed hungry, but not for food. I wanted her. I was hungry for her…

She smiled, causing a jerk in my heart.

She was so beautiful and sometimes I wondered if she even knew how much she affected me…

"I heard rumors that you have been spending the night in the study." She stated as she began to arrange the content of her tray on the table. "I guess it's true," she grinned.