Semua Bab MIDNIGHT FLAMES: surrender to the Stranger's touch : Bab 31 - Bab 40

The private jet’s engines hummed softly as it cruised at 40,000 feet over the Atlantic. Elena lounged on the wide leather seat wearing only Damian’s white dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up, her legs tucked beneath her. The diamond on her left hand caught the cabin light every time she moved.Damian sat across from her, eyes dark with hunger. “We’re not landing for another six hours. Plenty of time to start the honeymoon properly.”He stood, pulled her to her feet, and walked her to the private bedroom at the rear of the jet. The moment the door closed, he pushed her against it, kissing her deeply while his hands roamed under the shirt.“This time there’s no deadline,” he murmured against her lips. “No one-week limit. No turning back. You’re mine for the rest of our lives.”He stripped the shirt off her slowly, then dropped to his knees. For the next hour he worshipped her with his mouth — slow, sensual licks, gentle suction on her clit, two thick fingers curling inside her. He brough

The private jet touched down in the city under a gray, overcast sky, a stark contrast to the endless blue of the Maldives. Elena felt the shift immediately — the honeymoon glow still lingered on her skin, but reality was already pressing in. Damian’s phone had started buzzing again the moment wheels hit the tarmac. The empire never truly slept.As they stepped into the waiting black SUV, Damian pulled her onto his lap, his hand sliding possessively under her dress.“Three weeks of pure paradise,” he murmured against her neck. “Now we’re back. And I need to remind you who you belong to in my world.”The ride to the penthouse was not quiet.Damian turned her to face him, straddling his lap, and slid two thick fingers inside her without warning. She was still sensitive and slick from their last round on the plane. He pumped slowly at first, then faster, curling against her G-spot while his thumb circled her clit.“Missed this,” he growled. “Missed feeling how wet you get for me the secon

The charity auction gala was one of the most anticipated events of the season, held in a historic ballroom with crystal chandeliers and a guest list that included the city's most powerful players. Elena wore a stunning midnight-blue gown that hugged her figure and dipped low in the back, her engagement ring sparkling on her finger. Damian looked devastating in a tailored black tuxedo, his hand resting possessively on her lower back as they moved through the crowd.Everything was perfect until Victoria Lang appeared.The elegant executive from the rival firm approached them with a confident smile, her red gown clinging to her curves. She greeted Damian with a lingering touch on his arm and a flirtatious laugh that made Elena’s stomach twist.“Damian, darling, it’s been too long,” Victoria purred, her eyes flicking briefly to Elena with thinly veiled challenge. “You look even more powerful than usual. The merger rumors must be treating you well.”Damian’s response was polite but cool, h

The emergency board meeting had been called for 8 a.m. sharp.Damian stood at the head of the long obsidian conference table in his executive boardroom, radiating controlled power in a tailored charcoal suit. The atmosphere was tense. Several board members were visibly uneasy after the latest round of leaks from Kane’s remaining network subtle but damaging whispers about “instability” caused by Damian’s very public relationship and “distractions.”Elena sat quietly in the corner of the room, invited as an observer at Damian’s insistence. She wore a professional navy dress, but underneath she had followed his private instruction: no panties, and the small remote-controlled vibrating egg nestled inside her.“Gentlemen,” Damian began, voice calm and authoritative, “the numbers speak for themselves. The merger is back on track. The leaks have been traced and neutralized. Any further attempts to undermine Vale Enterprises will be met with decisive legal action.”As he spoke, his thumb bru

The final blow came without warning.At 2:17 a.m., Damian’s phone exploded with alerts. Kane’s most dangerous remaining ally a shadowy hedge fund manager with deep political connections had launched a coordinated strike. Forged financial records, hacked internal emails, and anonymous tips to regulators were flooding the system. The goal was clear: force a board vote of no confidence and trigger a hostile takeover.By 4 a.m., the penthouse had become a war room again. Damian was on multiple calls at once, his voice ice-cold and commanding as he coordinated with lawyers, cybersecurity teams, and loyal board members. The stress was visible in every tense line of his body.Elena stayed by his side the entire night, bringing him coffee, taking notes, and offering quiet support. But as the hours dragged on and the threats grew more serious, she could see the toll it was taking on him.At 6:30 a.m., after a particularly brutal call, Damian ended the connection and slammed the phone down. His