Chapter 82 The Jet Awaits

THIRD PERSON’S POV.

Damian held her with one arm, his other hand steadying the gun before cocking it.

“Baby…” He cupped her face, his thumb brushing softly along her chin despite the tension coiled through his body. “Trust me,” he whispered.

She blinked, hesitating but then nodded gently.

“St...

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