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- Damon White:

It has been three months. Three months since this strange… tension between Dimitri and me started. And honestly? It's been amazing in its way.

At first, I hated being stuck in this room. But Dimitri—he made it tolerable. More than tolerable.

He spent so much time with me, teasing me relentlessly, annoying me in ways only he could. But somehow, I didn't hate it. I liked it. I liked having him around.

And then… we kissed… many times.

He initiated all of them, his lips pressed against mine like it was the most natural thing in the world.

And I let him. I didn't push him away, didn't even want to. And after that? It happened again.

And again. Every single time, he kissed me first, and every single time, I let him.

Life with Dimitri settled into a strange, comforting rhythm.

He cooked every single meal for me—breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks—forcing me to eat like he was determined to fatten me up.