Hanna's POV
It had been three hours and Damien still hadn't returned. I was sick with worry. I thought that I not going behind him, giving him time would work and he would come back.
I walked out of the room after putting on a robe. I frowned as I looked around. There were so many doors. Aimlessly, I walked up the corridor and came to a dead end. I walked the other way and found a staircase. I walked up the stairs, cursing myself for not paying attention when Damien brought me here.
I looked around and walked smack into someone. When his arms went around my waist, and sparks erupted all over my body, I knew that it was Damien.
I looked into his dark eyes. He looked calm and...amused. He raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing here?"
I blushed and shrugged. "Looking for yo
