CHAPTER 33: ON HER OWN

ROSALINE'S POV:

Tingles go up my body as Damien's lips assault my skin. I felt a whirlwind of emotions as his hands snaked the back of my thighs before lifting me. He took me to the bed, our lips sealed and our moans heavy.

He laid me on the bed before pressing his hardened member to my thigh, resulting in a moan to leave my lips.

"You look even better in this than I expected," he rasped against my lips, his fingers fiddling with the sparkling jewel on my neck. His words bring a lot of heat to my cheeks, but I need to stay focused; I cannot get distracted now.

"Wait, Damien, I didn't take this from you-" I started, but he cut me off.

"Who cares? As long as it gets to its rightful owner, then nothing else matters," he said before continuing to suck on my neck and unbutton my jeans.

"Aren't you at least worried about how it got to my bag? That means someone was in your room and went through your things; what if something else is missing?"

He stopped.

He did not look at me like he had j