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
See? Damien isn't all bad.
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.
"Whatever you wish, sir," Adeline said. Her lips curled into a cruel smile. Did she enjoy being abused by him that much? Damien wondered. This wasn't the girl he imagined to be reunited with. Maybe this was a whore named Selene, after all. Not his Addie. "I feel like tasting that sweet little ass today. How about it, Selene? Want me to tear that hole open?" Damien hissed. "Do as you please, master. What are you waiting for? Or are you all bark and no bite?" Adeline mocked. She is really asking for it, Damien thought. Very well then. Princess will get exactly what she asked for. He roughly flipped her over on her stomach, then grabbed the back of her head and pushed her face against the bed. "Don't move. If you do, I'll crush your little neck. Then you'll see who gives empty threats," he hissed in her ears. Damien looked at Adeline, lying face down on the bed and trembling slightly. He knew she was scared and it pleased and disturbed hi
Adeline felt the head of Damien's penis enter her rectum and gasped, even though she promised herself she was not going to make a sound. She tensed up, bracing herself for the pain she knew was coming. "Shh, shh." Damien's hand landed on the pillow next to her head and his lips touched the top of her ear. Adeline shivered. "Don't do that, my sweet little whore. That's the worst thing you can do. Do not tense up or it will hurt a lot more. Just relax and let me in." "That's easy for you to say," she mumbled. "You're not the one who's about to get a fat cock shoved up your ass... Sir." "There's my girl." He chuckled and trailed the tips of his long, graceful fingers down her spine. "Now, this is important, Selene. Every time I push in, you'll push out, all righ
He kissed her hard, biting and sucking her, licking her mouth. A mockery of a lover's kiss. He shoved her back down. "Pass me that bottle of lube, will you? I don't want to get blood all over my sheets if I tear the inside of your asshole. This is two thousand thread count Egyptian cotton." Adeline took the tube of lube within her reach and flung it at his head, but he caught it deftly. "Why do you have so much lube, anyway? Do you have a habit of ass-raping virgins?" He smirked at her. "Oh, sweetheart, I don't have to rape anyone. They offer it to me on a silver platter." Adeline could barely contain her fury. "Fuck you. Just get it done!" "I'm on my way, whore. Sit tight." He squirted more lube on
Damien took care of Adeline, as she seemed to be in a little bit of a shock. He put on a robe, bundled her up in a blanket, and took her back to her bedroom. But before that, he got rid of the evidence of their activities and told the maids to clean up his room. In Adeline's bedroom, he brought her into the shower and stepped into it with her. He made sure the water was nice and hot to soothe her muscles and make her feel clean if she felt dirty. She stood still and said nothing while he lathered and washed her entire body. Afterward, he put her in a nightgown from Natasha's closet. He sat her on the bed while he found a hairbrush and dryer so she wouldn't have to sleep with wet hair. He made sure she had everything she might need before he left her room, but right as he was about to leave, she grabbed his hand.