Damien's POV. I knew my competition was back and he sounded more confident than before, however, his sudden change of demeanor couldn't intimidate me. I, Damien Sinclair, wasn't someone to be easily daunted."I'd like to see you try but you will end up six feet under the ground," I whispered and curled my lips into a smirk.I could feel his tension, but his next words revealed a significant change in Roman."You stole my lines, Damien." Roman let out a chuckle and stepped away from me.He gave my hand a strong squeeze that was almost bone-crushing. The pain was sudden and sharp, but I remained composed.He released my hand and faced Elise with a smile on his lips. "I want to give my condolences for what happened to your beautiful child. I was so busy months ago that I never had any time for social media. I'm sorry for not being here for you," "You weren't needed," I interjected, wearing a smirk on my lips. "I was there for her, throughout the times that she needed me. We were great
Damien's POV. She rolled her tongue in my mouth and I hissed in pleasure. It had been such a long while since we've ever kissed this way.After the death and funeral of our child, we never tried getting intimate. This was our first attempt or rather Elise's first attempt.We twirled our tongues, exploring each other's mouths. Soft moans escaped her lips and those cute sounds made my cock harden.I reached for her long hair and dug my fingers into it, gripping it gently. With each grip, she moaned into my mouth making me more aroused. My cock yearned for her pussy. I bet that she could feel my erection.I traveled my hands into her hoodie and I caressed her back, up to her bra. I unhooked it immediately and took my hands into the loose cups of her bra, then I gave her boobs a little press.Fuck! They were so soft in my hands. I fucking missed how they felt and responded to my touch. I massaged her breasts in my palms and she moaned.She pulled away from the kiss and threw her head bac
Elise's POV."Do it again," I urged, panting softly.That spank sent sparks of pleasure through my body, leaving this lingering heat in my pussy. I wanted to feel it again. "With all due pleasure," He smirked and gave me another spank on my wetness.Fuck! I had never felt so aroused in my life. I could feel my clit swelling and it throbbed when he gave me the third spank. The fourth spank came and I couldn't take it anymore.I wanted him to make love to me, this wasn't the most romantic or appropriate place, but I didn't care. I wanted his cock in me, I wanted it now."Damien, fuck me..." I whimpered. "Please, I beg you," I pleaded like a needy slut. "Not yet," He whispered, taking his index finger into my pussyhole. I moaned softly as his finger slowly thrust into me. He began rotating his finger in me, but he was going anticlockwise. "Ahh," I moaned, squirming my hips with each rotation.He stopped twirling his finger in my core and pulled it out. He began stroking from my pink
Elise's POV. I was so shocked by what I saw but thankfully the kiss didn't last for up to four seconds before Damien pushed her away from him.He pushed her so hard that she dropped to the floor, holding her waist and wincing."Damien, how could you do that?" one of his old classmates asked.They were rather appalled by his harshness but I was so happy that he shoved her off, but I didn't expect him to do it that roughly."Damien," I muttered and walked to his side. "Apologize," I tugged his hand and whispered.He snapped out of the shocked phase he was in and quickly apologized."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you like that," Damien said and extended his hand to her.He helped her from the floor before others could come to her aid."Why were you so aggressive towards me?" She asked, her eyes brimming with tears. "Ouch, it hurts," she let out a sob and bent backward a little. "Ow!! It hurts so much," She cried louder.Two of the ladies that came to help her gently massaged her b
Elise's POV. This research had to be wrong, Damien would never fall in love with someone else, not after everything we've been through. If he loved her that much then he would have mentioned her name before or never pursued me the way he did. But could there be a possibility that he never mentioned her name because he was afraid of getting hurt by the memories of their love? Was their breakup so messy and hurtful that he decided to omit her from his memories?"Princess, what did you want to tell me?" I heard Damien's voice and snapped out of my thoughts. I looked at him and asked, "Why do you care about me now?" "What do you mean by that?" He asked, giving me a confused look. "Did I do something wrong?" "You are doing everything wrong these days!" I couldn't help but raise my voice and keep my phone aside. "I'm trying so hard to understand what's so special about your conversation with her that you've refused to pay me the slightest attention," "Elise, what are you talking abou
Damien's POV. "Damien, she isn't telling the truth. I never said any of that," Elise argued. "I consoled her over her boyfriend's betrayal, but she asked me why I came with you. I reminded her of our relationship and she threw herself to the floor, spewing lies," "Damien, she's lying," Mercedes cried out and wrapped her hands around me. I looked at Elise and I knew she wasn't lying. I could tell when my princess was telling a lie and this moment wasn't one of them. "Alright. Let's calm down..."I sighed."Elise, please go to the car and wait for me," I instructed, trying to stop the issue from escalating. Elise frowned and stormed out of the mansion. I stared down at Mercedes and wondered why she lied. I had been with Elise for almost a year now. Did she think that it was so easy to plant doubt in my mind? "I couldn't find your first aid kit," I muttered and gently pushed her away from me. "It's in the drawer," She muttered, trying to hug me again. "Wait, let me find it," I held
Damien's POV. "Mercedes," I gasped. I was so stunned to see her here, I hadn't noticed her on the plane. How could we be in the same place at the same time? Was this a mere coincidence or had she followed me?"What are you doing here?" I gasped.She stepped closer, smiling, "I came to see a therapist like you had advised. A friend in California recommended one to me, and speaking highly of her competence, I decided to come,""The therapist is here in Paris?""Yeah," she confirmed and gave me another smile. "I know the distance is crazy since there are so many therapists back in California or New York where I have been staying for the past few years, but my friend spoke highly of the therapist and I can afford it. Plus, Paris is beautiful it would've hurt to have fun while caring for my mental health,""You don't have to explain anything to me, I'm sorry for prying," I apologized."What are you doing here?" She asked, curiously looking at me."I came here for an important meeting wit
Damien's POV. "Mercedes, are you insane or what?" I asked, not mincing words. "What is wrong with you?" "Damien, I thought I could stop loving you after our breakup but I never did. When I saw you in that reunion and felt your kissable lips, I couldn't hold back the surge of affection in my heart," Mercedes said, touching her chest. "When I kissed you, all our memories came rushing to my mind like a flood. I have never felt such intense emotion in my life. My boyfriend never affected me like you did with just one appearance," "Damien, I love you," She declared, confidently. "You were my everything. You were my first love and first kiss. I gave you my virginity and all my love. We wouldn't have broken up if our families didn't have issues…" She uttered, desperate affection evident in her eyes. "Mercedes, I don't care about you or your feelings. I don't give a damn!" I raised my voice, not caring about the glances I received. "I have moved on a long time ago and if you hadn't showed