Chapter 72

• Third Person’s POV
• A shadow moved silently across the balcony before slipping into Damian’s bedroom. The figure unceremoniously opened the burlap sack it carried and dumped the unconscious form of Eveline onto the bed. A single ember of passion-scented incense flared to life on the nightstand, filling the room with a heady, intoxicating aroma.
• The shadow vanished as silently as it had arrived, leaving no trace of its presence behind.