Chapter 35 I Promised Anna

• Damon stood alone in the big compound of his mansion, the night air cool against his bare torso, dressed only in trousers, his shirt abandoned somewhere in the heat of his torment.
• Before him stood a magnificent golden lion statue, its jaws parted to release springs of water that splashed into a marble basin below.
• The constant flow shimmered under the moonlight, a wide contrast to the emptiness that gripped his heart.