Esma’s pov

Damien, the god of chaos. The ancient one. One of the most powerful gods. The lights filled the room and I saw his beautiful features. He was truly mesmerizing. Tall stature, silver eyes, although he was standing approximately twenty feet away from me, all my senses were screaming at me to run away.

I don’t know if it was his aura. It was my general instinct to have as much distance between us. I was a scaredy cat in front of him. My head bowed on its own but my eyes were fixated on his beautiful face. his thick eyebrows, his eye lashes, his perfect nose, his thin...