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[Cara]I couldn’t move for what felt like a minute and how the hell I am still calm at what Damon did baffle me.But, why does he feel so different?“Cara?”“Y-Yes…” I stammered, breaking out from my trance, and stepped aside. “Please, come in.”My heart still viciously hammering on my chest and my nerves wracking on the edge as if I’m about to collapse.Damn it! I already look stupid enough.I quickly closes the door shut and followed behind the imposing man, motioning him to the dinner table I had set up for the two of us. It wasn’t as grand as one thinks it should be, I like it simple and less hassle. Also, every dish served on the platter was just an order to go I picked up earlier from an Asian restaurant.Damon turned to me and gave me the bouquet I have forgotten he was holding. “Thank you,” I mumbled, immediately felt a twinge of embarrassment over the fact that I was so close to slamming the door in his face. Though, he doesn’t seem to be bothered by it. I noticed him looki
[Cara]My entire body quivered with fear, my hand viciously shaking as I gripped my phone so hard while simultaneously casting a fleeting glimpse at Damon, who was staring at me intently.He wasn’t holding a phone.‘Get the hell away from me!’ After giving him a speedy response, I swiftly returned to the table. I am still trembling, and my heart thumps a thousand beats per second. It feels like I would have cardiac arrest anytime if I didn’t manage my anxiety.I wanted to sit down, but it seemed like my knees had become rigid and were unable to bend, and my palms started to feel cold and wet.“I uh…”“Are you alright?” I turned to Damon, there were now emotions gracing his face, and those were genuine concerns of my sudden perturbed countenance.“Y-yes, I am fine.” I forced a smile on my face, but instead, it came out a grimace when my phone chimed again. I don’t want to read the message, but something deep down inside compels me to just swipe the screen and be done with all this bot
[Cara]I wasn’t expecting Damon to be that candid about his life. Though, I wouldn’t say he had the most enthralling experiences, given he and dad are so much alike.He lived circling around his businesses, primarily focusing on Sphinx Prime. He also recounted the first time he saw me during my birthday party, which my dad turned into a business conglomerate instead of being my special day.“Despite scowling most of the occasion, I found you the most beautiful woman then.”My face heated up, and I laughed to mask my embarrassment.“It should be. It was my birthday.”Although it happened, I was glad nonetheless that he made up for it and celebrated my birthday the way I wanted it to be. Just the three of us, and it was the best day of my life.“I’m so sorry about everything,” he suddenly hushes out of the blue. The smile on my face withered when he reached for my hand, peering into my eyes with sincerity.His body suddenly felt so close that I could smell his expensive perfume. His ey
[3rd POV—Damon]This was bullshit.It’s sick, and Damon knows it, but he has no choice but to do it.Cara was already suspecting him to be her phantom, and he couldn’t let her know that it was him. She was asking too many questions. She was a brilliant woman, a smart one even, and it wouldn’t take long before she would realize it was him all along.But he couldn’t let that happen. She mustn’t know yet.Not now.After she fell asleep, Damon called Davien to come and switch places with him so now he could appear as the phantom.He knows her sleep pattern. After the incident, she always had trouble sleeping and woke up gasping in the middle of the night as if someone was chasing her in her dreams.Damon calculated all his moves just in time for Cara to emerge through the living room. Her mouth was gaping, eyes wide in terror as her gaze landed on the gun he was pointing at Davien’s head.“Hello, my love.” He grinned, tracing his gun’s nozzle along his twin’s forehead. Damon quite commend
[Cara]Have I finally succumbed to madness?How can I still be with the man that absolutely drove me insane? Let alone have him inside my bedroom while my new fiancé sleeps outside my living room.And what?I couldn’t even push him away. I tried really hard but did not have the strength to do so.Not when he had this effect on me that immediately made me weak in the knees.Everything he said was right. Painfully so. My own body was betraying me, begging for his touch and attention.I thought I didn’t want to, but when he asked me the question, I couldn’t give my answer.Damon.Oh, fuck!I have to think of Damon and how he will react about all this. But why do the two of them feel so exactly alike?Almost identical. Their aura, both their presence filling my entire being and leaving me intoxicated. Even the kiss. The way Damon kissed me on the forehead was the same as my phantom did.Too many things pointed to a single identity, yet divided into two different persons.Though I am rel
[3rd POV—Damon] Damon smirked when his twin’s gaze landed on him but said nothing and pretended as though he hadn’t seen him in the dark corner. He had given such a convincing performance of his role. If he hadn’t known any better, he would have been led to believe that Cara was actually talking to his doppelganger.Probably, Davien was a frustrated actor in his past life to have acted so flawlessly.However, Damon didn’t expect his twin to do was kissed Cara on the cheeks, deliberately throwing him a knowing glance just to annoy him, and effectively, it set his nerves taut on edge, taunting his self-control to snap.That dick really knows how to push his buttons, and the worst part is he can do nothing about it but glare daggers at him and devise endless imaginative forms of torment that he won’t be able to carry out.Now that his brother had finally left, he had Cara all to himself.It took all of his will strength to resist the urge not to toss her on top of the table and claim her
[Cara] If this was a mistake, how can it feel so right?How could his touch feel like comfort when I wasn’t supposed to be with him?How am I supposed to refuse when my very being yearns for him? Desiring him most of all?Am I mentally ill for behaving this way?Upon seeing my scars, I thought he’d be repulsed by them. That he will be going to take back all the flattering words he said to me. Instead, he surprised me with the tenderness of his lips grazing over my flaws.He is aware of what they signified, and it was a glaring indication of how much of a wreck of a woman I had become after falling into the clutches of that monster.Yet, he only sees perfection in them.I have thought of Damon, but his face faded somewhere at the back of my consciousness when a low feral growl took my attention, sending crazy hot flashes of ache down between my legs. I said what I said, and there no taking it back when he leaned forward, lips came down, lavishing into mine.The heat radiating from his
[Cara] The sheet on my bed felt so cool against my skin as he lowered me. The mattress beneath me dipped low with both our weights.I really would like to smack my hands for moving in their own accords, but then I just let them when my palm made contact with the firm lump on his abdomen. My fingers played with the hem of his shirt, and my breath caught in my chest with anticipation as I slowly lifted it up.His half-lidded gaze pierced through me the entire time I unbuckled his jeans, zigged down his fly, and let his massive shaft spring free. My hand felt warm across his length as I wrapped my fingers around it and strode down to the base. His balls tightened, and the grunt he let out told me that what I was doing was slowly killing him.“You like that?” I murmured, cradling his sack into my palm and lightly scratching his delicate skin with my fingernails.“Are you seriously teasing me?” He retorts gruffly, and this moment, it was my time to laugh at his impatience.His body shudder