MAKING LOVE WITH THE DEVIL

pounding in her chest. "It was no trouble at all,"

Sarah, I have a feeling we're going to become very good

f breathless bewilderment. She stood there, clutching the edge of her desk,

captivated her, and Sarah knew tha

tions with the locals becoming increasingly frequent. Sarah found herself crossing paths with hi

me speculated that Damien was a wealthy businessman looking to invest in the area, while others wondere

er doorstep once again. This time, his demeanor was more serious, his e

join me for a walk," he said, his voice low and meas

of trepidation and anticipation. "Of course, Damie

ns for the town, his vision for revitalizing the local economy and bringing a new era of

f drawn to you in a way I can't quite explain," he confessed, his words laced with a subtle vulnerability.

thoughts and emotions. Damien's revelation had caught her off guard

er voice trembling slightly

ithin her. "Then don't say anything," he whispered, his eyes boring into

m, caught in a delicate dance of attraction and uncertainty. She knew, deep down, that her life wa