He was her father’s best friend. Her neighbor. A grieving widower. And the one man she was never supposed to want. For years, Damian Blackwood has lived next door to the Anderson family. He is trusted. Respected. Practically family. But lately, Y/N has started noticing the way he looks at her. The way his eyes linger. The way his curtains move whenever she steps outside. At first, she tells herself it’s nothing. Until the glances become conversations. The conversations become secret meetings. And the distance between them becomes impossible to maintain. He is older. He is her father’s closest friend. He is still haunted by the wife he lost. And she is the daughter of the man who trusts him most. Their relationship begins in the shadows—with stolen glances through windows, hidden touches in empty rooms, and kisses that can never be discovered. But Damian has spent years learning how to hide his feelings. Y/N is about to learn that some men don’t stop wanting something just because they know they shouldn’t have it. He watched her from across the street. She was never supposed to look back. But once she did… there was no going back.
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