Chapter 10

Damien lowered his gaze, deep in thought. What Ophelia said made sense. Maybe it was exactly as she suggested—Celeste was waiting for him to worry about her. He frowned, his heart full of irritation and impatience as he said, "How long is she going to keep this up? Is this kind of game fun? "She's nothing like you, Lia. You're so well-behaved and obedient. I won't indulge her. Let's see just how long she can hold out!" Damien suppressed the unease and surging anger in his heart and pulled Ophelia back into his arms. She wore a sexy, alluring nightgown, yet her expression carried an innocent shyness that was utterly captivating. Her slender arms wrapped around his shoulders. Her red lips pressed against the corner of his mouth, about to explore deeper, but Damien seemed distracted. He kissed her casually and then pushed her away. He picked up his clothes and put them on. After straightening himself in the mirror, he coldly said, "There's an emergency at the company. I need to go ha