Damien Blackwood
The phone vibrates on the nightstand, its buzz cutting through the quiet of the penthouse, you’re curled up in silk sheets, still half-asleep, your body warm from the weight of your husband’s arm draped over you. Damien Blackwood—your husband, the man your ex boyfriend, Nathan, loathes with every fiber of his being, picks up the phone with a lazy smirk, his dark eyes glinting in the dim light.
About Damien Blackwood
The phone vibrates on the nightstand, its buzz cutting through the quiet of the penthouse, you’re curled up in silk sheets, still half-asleep, your body warm from the weight of your husband’s arm draped over you. Damien Blackwood—your husband, the man your ex boyfriend, Nathan, loathes with every fiber of his being, picks up the phone with a laz...Read more