[Cara] I wake up with a pleasant ache between my legs, and the events of the previous night keep playing through my mind about a shadow of a man emerging from the dark corners of my room. Recovering my thoughts, I jolted up from my bed, disquieted at what supposedly had happened and, at the same time, surprised that I was still alive.Nevertheless, fragments of hazy recollections floated to the surface of my mind, and I recognized Damon’s devilish smile as it hovered above me, and I heard his voice murmuring softly in my ears.Fuck! What just happened?The moment I sit up, the soft fabric of my blanket slides down my torso, and the cold air from the caresses my skin induces my nipples to stand erect in response. Only I noticed I was naked.If not for the ache, I’d think it was a dream. Have I touched myself unconsciously? Must be. One I’d had many times before. Absently, I reach for him but come up with nothing. His body is no longer wrapped around mine.Okay, it was all just a dream
[Cara]One kiss is what it all takes before my defenses come crumbling down. As if some enormous wrecking ball had suddenly crashed through my walls and shattered me to pieces, with no prior warning, the feelings I had been attempting to suppress poured out of me like a dam giving way and releasing a flood. Damon’s mercy reduced me to nothing more than a jumbled heap of all those shards, leaving me with nothing.“We shouldn’t do this,” I whispered, unable to look him in the eyes. His lips were only a breath away, and even though we were barely kissing, I felt like already drowning.He had me last night. I was barely even conscious. It drove me mad, not because he technically ravished my body when I couldn’t do anything but sighs and moan. My frustration stems from the fact that all of the emotions that I had been working so hard to repress suddenly surfaced in such a flurry that I couldn’t contain them no more. I still haven’t gotten over that we are about to officially engage in a fe
[Cara] My nerves up wracking my entire system while I stare at the woman in my reflection. I was dressed in a stunning ruby-colored gown that was encrusted with tiny diamond beads and glittered with even the slightest movement. The gown does not cover the tops of my shoulders anywhere else, but it does do so on the sides and it flows down into a delicate plunging neckline. This creates the illusion of a narrower space, which shows off the ruby piece that is attached to my belly button. It is a close fit, with only two plaits covering my breasts; however, this is accomplished without making the garment appear awkward or suggestive in any way.Traveling down my narrow waist hugged tightly. It's not decorated with anything to create a graceful, flowing look.Below the waist gown widens slightly and has a pleat style, reaching all the way down to the ground that sways in each movement I made. A see-through red lace covered my arms fully. The sleeves broaden towards the bottom, allowing f
[Cara]I held Damon's arm so tight as we descend into the spiraling staircase. The orchestra harmonizes in the background while the spotlight follows us slowly with each step. I could feel them judging my gown, the way I smile, and waiting when I would falter on my steps. On how the makeup was done and everything else, finding any flaw in how I compose myself next to Damon. Meanwhile, the man next to me was beaming from ear to ear. So proud of what was happening right now. If the circumstances were different and all the things that transpired between us, this wouldn't have unnerved me. I would have enjoyed this moment knowing that this night is mine and to the man, I would share my life with in sickness and in health. Nevertheless, regardless of the number of times, Damon cautioned me not to think about anything that might jeopardize our impending marriage, I couldn't help but turn my gaze to each face that was staring up at me and consider the possibility that one of them desired
[Cara] “Cara? Are you alright?” Damon's hold on my arm became increasingly firm, his voice perplexed at my sudden stupefaction. I am not sure if he was seeing him as well or not but I hope he does.Rapidly blinking, trying to make sure that it wasn't just my head. This was the second time I have seen him. The second time he had appeared to me, yet I don't know if this was real or just a part of my yearning for him.Without tearing my eyes away from him, afraid that if I do, he would disappear again. I gently address Damon to follow my gaze. “Tell me you’re seeing him too.”“What?—” He was confused at first but when he finally saw what I mean, I could hear him audibly sucking up a sharp breath as though he couldn’t believe it himself. “Impossible...”Shit! So he really could see him. My incredulity faded but it was quickly succeeded by a state of panic when dad turns around to leave. “No, you’re not going to get away this time.”It was like that time I was in the hospital again, I rus
[3rd POV—Damon] He watches Cara slip into her father’s car. Damon, on the other hand, had the impression that something was off.His mind is racing with a multitude of questions, and he knows Cara has them as well. That might be the reason why she went with him straight away without any reservations. “Fuck!” A loud crisp curse slipped through his lips as they sped up on the road and disappeared through the night.A series of staccato resounded in the background and soon it was followed by a familiar feminine questioning voice.“Damon, where is Cara?”He turns around and saw Felicity descending the patio steps, balancing on her heels while hugging her shawl tightly as the cold wind blows harder.Damon fixes his gaze intently on her thinking if he really does know the woman. He and Richard Davidson had been good friends in business for some time, and it never occurred to him that a man who seemed so friendly and approachable might be hiding a secret or a troubled history.His jaw clenc
[Cara]My mind was still reeling over the fact that I just went with a complete stranger despite he was having my dad’s face. I haven’t even know his name, and I haven’t even asked him if he and dad were identical twins or just someone had paid him to change his appearance and take on my dad’s identity. I don’t have any slightest idea where he was taking me and the threat Damon told me about was screaming at the back of my head. However, I wasn’t felt threatened or like I am in danger.“You still haven’t told me your name,” I say, breaking the silence that enwraps between us instead of the steady hum from the vehicle.“You can call me Henry,” he only darted me a quick glance before he returns his gaze to the road, swerving in the wheels as we turn into the curb. “I know your tongue is itching to ask so many questions, but I’ll answer them all once we get there.”I nodded, biting the tip of my tongue to hold it as I fixated my eyes on the road and mentally counting the streetlights we
[Cara] “I'm sorry,” I mumbled as I peeled myself away from him, suddenly feeling a little ashamed of what I did.“It’s okay, Cara,” he says, giving me a wide grin and a pat on my shoulder. “I perfectly understand where you're on.”I mask my despondency and wipe my tears with the heel of my palm, forcing a smile on my face before I cleared my throat and spoke.“So, please tell me everything I need to know,” I told him, clearing my countenance with any traces of sullenness and getting this frolicking over with.“Sure, please follow me.” Henry swept his arms and ushered me down the spacious corridor.The retinue of butlers trailed behind us and I did my best to ignore them and focus on what was ahead of me.Henry turns left by the end of the hallway and then we came to a black door. The butler that assisted me from the car earlier preceded us and swings the door open.“Thank you, Raul.” He nodded his head to his butler, however, just right as we were about to enter the room. Henry halted