**CHERYL**

Devastated and torn between the different emotions ravaging me, I dropped my head into my palms and groaned.

This was what I agreed to, wasn't it? To be his fake girlfriend for a week.

So why was I feeling this way over the impending end that awaited us after this week was over?

What a mess!

I guess I wasn't as immune as I thought I would be.

The door was thrown open with a bang and the devil himself materialized on the threshold with an unreadable, dark expression.

My mouth ran dry and my eyes widened slightly. “Da…Damien,” I stuttered weakly.

His near-dark chocolate orbs settled on me...