Selene
I should have left.
Should have walked away before this went too far.
But I didn't.
Because the moment I woke up and found Damien still sitting beside my bed, watching me like he was trying to unravel every secret I had ever kept-
I knew I was screwed.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
I was trained for situations like this, trained to manipulate, deceive, and break criminals down piece by piece.
But now?
I was the one breaking.
And I had no one to blame but myself.
---
Present Day
I forced myself to act normal, to go about my day like nothing had changed.
Like the way he had touched my chin last night hadn't left a burn that refused to fade.
Like the way his voice dipped when he called me Angel didn't do things to me I didn't want to admit.
I needed a distraction.
I needed distance.
So I focused on the mission.
Or at least, I tried to.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Damien's voice cut through the hallway before I even reached the front door.
Damn it.
I turned, schooling my expression into something unreadable. "Just needed some air."
His gaze swept over me, slow, sharp. "Air? Or answers?"
A challenge.
A warning.
I exhaled. "I don't know what you mean."
He stepped closer. Too close.
"You're running from me," he murmured.
I swallowed hard. "That would require me being afraid of you."
His smirk was dangerous. "Aren't you?"
Yes.
But not for the reasons he thought.
I lifted my chin. "No."
For a second, something flickered in his eyes. Curiosity. Amusement. Something darker.
"Then don't run," he murmured. "Stay."
Stay.
I wanted to.
God, I wanted to.
But I couldn't.
Because I had a job to do.
---
One Hour Later
The city was quieter at night.
The streets dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of rain.
I walked through an alley, phone pressed to my ear, my pulse hammering as I waited for the call to connect.
Come on. Pick up.
A sharp click.
"Agent Selene." The voice was cool, detached. "What's your status?"
I hesitated, glancing over my shoulder.
Damien had people everywhere. Watching. Listening.
Even now, I could feel unseen eyes tracking my every move.
"I'm in," I said, keeping my voice low. "But something's changed."
A pause. "Explain."
I exhaled. "He's suspicious. If I push too hard, he'll figure out who I am."
Another pause.
Then-
"Stay the course."
My jaw clenched. "And if he finds out?"
The answer came without hesitation.
"Then you know what to do."
The line went dead.
I lowered the phone, my grip tightening.
I knew exactly what they meant.
If Damien found out the truth-
I'd have to end this.
Permanently.
---
Back at the Estate
I slipped through the entrance, my thoughts racing.
But the second I stepped inside, I froze.
Because Damien was already waiting.
Sitting in the dark, elbows resting on his knees, his gaze locked onto mine like he'd been expecting this moment.
Like he knew.
A slow smirk curved his lips.
"Angel," he murmured. "We need to talk."
YOU ARE READING
Dangerously Yours
RomanceSelene Carter is a secret agent on a mission to bring down the city's most elusive criminal-Damien Wolfe. Her task is simple: infiltrate his world, earn his trust, and take him down from the inside. But when deception turns into desire and lies blur...
