"Nik, that idiot!" Damien grabbed the chair in front of him and kicked it to the side. He punched the table, breathing heavily.
"Dude, calm down," Robbie winced.
"Don't tell me to calm down," Damien barked. "Mudak..." he murmured under his breath.
"Why are you so angry?" Robbie asked, then immediately regretted as Damien looked at him like he was about to chop his head off.
"My arsehole of a brother made a goddamn mess, and now I'm gonna have to clean it up. Fucking whorehouse, are you kidding me?" Damien snarled.
"They are not whores, more like Geishas, remember?" Robbie joked.
"Fuck you, asshole," Damien hissed.
"I'm kidding! What are you gonna do?" Robbie asked, turning serious.
"We are gonna go meet the Persians and try to straighten things out. Run the business my way," Damien declared.
Damien found out who the boss w
Adeline didn't show her anger when Damien asked her to strip. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction. She also didn't want to ask for his help because he was part of this whole thing that took her life away from her. He was the same as all the men who used and abused her. She hated him.This was why she pretended not to know him, and she would continue to do so. She had to survive this no matter what."Well? What are you waiting for? Go ahead and take your dress off, 'Selene.' I want to know exactly what it is I just paid a quarter of a million dollars for." Damien smirked.She obeyed him and stood naked in front of him. Damien could see every part of her body as they didn't allow her to wear a bra and underwear underneath that dress. Normally, she would be embarrassed, but now,
Damien was crushed. His heart hurt when he looked into her eyes. The light in her eyes that he used to admire was gone. This wasn't the girl he fell in love with ten years ago. This was someone else.And those bruises...His blood boiled at the sight of them. He needed to know what happened to her. Who hurt her so bad that made her act like she was an empty shell. He won't let them get away with it. He tried to make her tell him everything, but she wouldn't break. She was so fucking stubborn. Damien smiled to himself. At least that part of her never changed. She was his headstrong girl, and he wouldn't want to change it for the world.Damien couldn't help but wonder. Did Addie willingly go into this? Or was she one of the girls indentured to gangs to pay off a male relative's debt? Ade
Adeline looked at Damien for a moment, then looked away. She tried not to laugh as she remembered she was supposed to be Selene, not Adeline. She was no longer the stupid, innocent girl that Damien had once taken advantage of. How ironic was it that the guy who first introduced her to sex is the one who would be her first customer? Sure, why not. The universe was a fucked-up place. "Would you like me to get down on my knees, Master?" she asked in a mocking tone. Damien noticed that her eyes were full of disgust towards him. She may be acting compliant, but she couldn't fake the hatred she felt for him. Damien's heart twitched. Why couldn't she forgive him? It's been ten years! Damien stared into her big blue eyes and relaxed his jaw. His eyes became more gentle as he felt sorry for
Adeline woke up in the middle of the night. She looked to her side to see if Damien was still there, but he was gone. She released a sigh of relief. She didn't want to see him first thing in the morning. She hopped inside the shower and cranked up the hot water, as hot as she could handle. She wanted to wash off Damien's scent and the feeling of his body on hers. She was angry at herself for feeling pleasure when he was inside her and the way he touched and kissed every part of her body.She had to think of all the awful things Tommy did to her when they had sex so she wouldn't come because she was on the verge of orgasm with Damien. She told herself that Selene was the one feeling good, not Adeline.After showering, she tried to go back to bed but couldn't sleep as Damien's scent lingered on the sheets and pillows. She felt tingling be
Tyriq Ibrahim, the Godfather of the Midwest Bloods, was a big man. A wall of a man dressed in a three-piece Armani suit with a scarlet necktie. He had to represent, after all. His crew looked more like bankers than street thugs. But Damien had learned over the years the appearances were deceptive, and you couldn't judge a guy by the cut of his suit.Damien welcomed them in his downtown office, and they surrendered their pieces at the door, as it was customary in a parlay. Damien and his men also had to show that they were not armed. His backup consisted of Robbie, Akiko, and Nemiah. They were in his corporate office, after all, and his people were bankers and accountants.Damien greeted Tyriq with a handshake that turned into a hug. The hug, Damien knew, was a test of strength. The man wanted to know if Damien was solid.He had Nemiah pour them his best scotch, but Tyriq refused as it was against his religion. He was a practic
Damien had been planning this date since two days ago. He was willing to try everything he could to win her over again. He had a beautiful solarium which has a beautiful view of the city. He even called his chef to prepare a special meal to serve there.He hoped Adeline would cooperate and at least try to have a good time. He just wanted her to see he was trying. He wanted to have something nice for once in his life. He wanted to have someone waiting for him at home. It would be nice if he had that to look forward to.He never cared about those things or wanted to find a woman to settle down with, but things have changed. He realized he never wanted to look for a relationship because he wanted to do it with Adeline.Damien stayed outside her room and waited for her to finish g
Adeline was confused. She didn't understand why Damien was doing all these things for her. What was the point?"You know you don't have to impress me, right? You paid a lot of money for me so I'm already yours," Adeline laughed but there was no humor in her eyes.Damien touched her cheek and grazed it with his thumb. His light blue eyes were dark. "I'm not going to treat you like property, Addie. I know you won't love me because you don't think I'm worth loving. I've made a lot of mistakes and I want to make things right if you would allow me. I want to start over and make new memories with you… good ones," he said and smiled.Adeline didn't know what to think. She promised herself not to ever trust a man again since every time she did, she ended up hurt and she was tired of getting hurt."Then maybe you should start by calling me Selene because that's who I am now," Adeline said curtly.
Adeline felt the change come over Damien. The sudden stillness of his breath, his body stiffening against hers, and finally, his physical withdrawal from where he’d been intimately connected with her just moments before. His eyes, which had always reminded her of the sky on a sunny day, became blue frost. He seized her throat in one hand and held her up against the headboard. “Is this truly what you want, Selene? If it’s punishment your little black heart desires, I will gladly give it to you.” He stroked her pulse with his thumb. Addie’s tongue darted out to moisten her dry lips and Damien’s intense gaze zoomed in on the tiny gesture. He released her throat and cupped the back of her head, instead, threading his fingers through her hair and yanking back to put pressure on her scalp.