The drive back to Rai’s parents’ home was silent, just like before. It was even unsettling as I could feel Damian pulling himself away from me. The distance between us stretched even further with each passing minute. I wanted to talk to him to break the silence, but I couldn’t. Just the way he sat there driving calmly with his body rigid, made me unable to get a word out. I looked out the window instead. This was the first time I felt an uncomfortable silence with him. Lucky Leah was here with us.
We reached Rai’s parents’ house just as dinner was served. Damian put little Rai’s bag in Rai’s parents’ room. Apparently, little Rai was going to sleep with them. It warmed my heart to know that they were already loving their grandson that much.
“Mom, I hope you don’t mind that I brought a dog over here. Little Rai is very close to her,” I told Rai’s mom.
“Not a problem at all, dear. Is this Leah?” she asked as she took
Damian didn’t let go of my hand on the way home, and I felt a slight hope that he would open up to me. I looked at the time, and it was nearing 9 pm. Traffic wouldn’t be bad at this time of night, I thought to myself as I leaned back and closed my eyes.***I felt two muscular arms scooping me up, holding me close. The sound of the car’s door closing and a door being unlocked. It felt good to be in his arms. My hands reached to his shirt, holding it tight as I burrowed my face in his chest. His body.. his scent.. This is what I want.. who I want.. Suddenly I felt myself being lowered, and my body hit a bed.“Good night.. Sweet dream..” I heard a man's deep husky voice, followed by the feel of soft lips grazing mine tenderly.“Stay..” My hand grabbed his shirt tighter as he was going to straighten. He seemed to hesitate,
“I need you, Damian. I need you..” I looked deep into his eyes, breathing the words against his lips.He growled once again, kissed me deeply, stood up, and we tumbled to the bed. Our tongues still interlaced, and I could hear his zipper being opened. He quickly kicked away his pants and crushed my body with his. I could feel his erection rubbing against my wetness."So fuckin' wet," he mumbled raspily.He positioned himself and entered me in one swift thrust, impaling me with his length, and I moaned with my neck arching."Fuck!" he cursed as his body stilled with his hard-on buried deep inside me.“Baby girl, you are even tighter than I remember," he groaned.“Damian, you are so big.. so hard..” I moaned as I felt myself stretched by his size.“I need to go slow, Baby girl,” he whispered breathi
The next morning, I woke up feeling quite joyful. I reached for Damian, but he wasn’t there. His side of the bed felt cold, as though he hadn’t even slept there. Could he not just wait until I woke up before he went home? I thought to myself. Disappointment settled in my heart, but I shook it off. I couldn’t expect him to love me again after only meeting me for two days.. But he made love to me. If he was still the same Damian as he was five years ago, then that meant he still loved me, didn’t he? I pondered about it for a while but brushed it away, not wanting to get my hopes up. I went to my bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I didn’t want to take a shower yet, still wanting to smell like him. I opened my bedroom door and was hit by the delicious aroma of coffee. I went to my kitchen and saw Damian standing there with his back toward me, making breakfast. Gone were all the disappointments in my heart, replaced by warmth. He s
It’d been a week since I last saw Damian. I texted him the day he made us breakfast to thank him for staying over and for breakfast, but he didn’t reply to my text. I missed him. I wanted to text him again but didn’t want to look needy. I was disappointed in him when his text didn’t come after a week. But then, who was I kidding? We were just friends; I was no one important to him. He must not feel the need to text me even though he had promised to. I was tempted to call him, to ask him about it, but I called Rai’s mom instead to ask her how little Rai was doing, as I had been doing for the past seven days. Mom always told me not to worry; little Rai was doing fine. Little Rai always talked to me on the phone. He told me stories about what they had been doing and how his grandparents bought so many things for him. He never forgot to tell me that he missed and loved me, which made me miss him more. I was a bit jealo
I woke up alone in my bed the next day. Of course, I thought to myself. Just typical Damian now - leaving me after being gentle with me. I became irritated by him. I didn’t want to think about him anymore, so I just busied myself with work. For the next few days, still no texts from him. I didn’t try to text him too. If he wanted me to text him, he should text me first. I knew it sounded childish, but I didn’t care anymore. I didn't want to be hurt by him anymore. Six days had passed, and I still hadn’t heard from him. I was in my kitchen when my phone rang. I left my tea there and ran to get my phone. Guessed as much as I disliked him, I still wanted to hear his voice. I picked it up without checking who it was. “Hello?” I answered breathlessly. “Kat?” I heard Cole’s voice from the other end of the line. My heart filled with disappointment, but I decided to talk to him, hoping
I woke up with a feeling of contentment which turned quickly to disappointment as I saw that Damian’s bag was gone. Had he left me again? I stepped into my shower and tried to recall what had happened the night before. He said I was his. He was possessive and wanted us to go to Bali as soon as possible. Those were good signs, weren’t they? I didn’t know what I hoped would happen in Bali, but I was praying for good things. I brushed all things Damian to concentrate on what I should do before going to Bali. I would need to go to Rai’s parents’ place and sort out all my businesses, though I could still take care of my businesses through conference calls. It would be a good thing to go to Bali, though, since I could check the stores that carried my lines there. I stepped out of my bathroom and opened my wardrobe.. and was stunned to see Damian’s clothes. His suits and shirts hung neatly along with my dresses. I opened
During the drive, Damian kept his hold on mine except when we needed to stop because of traffic lights or jams. He would try to make my cleavage less pronounced, moving the neckline closer or pushing my breasts to the sides. “Stop it, Damian. You are going to ruin my dress and my breasts,” I told him as I swatted his hands away. “God saves my soul and every other bastard’s soul who’s going to ogle you,” he muttered under his breath as he stopped trying to fix my cleavage. I smiled at his words. They reminded me of the time when we went to the masquerade party six years ago. “What are you smiling at, Baby girl? Do you like putting me in this position?” he snapped as he saw me smiling. Instead of getting annoyed or angry with him, my smile widened into an ear-to-ear grin. I did love seeing him being this possessive. He suddenly pulled my hand and placed it on his crotch. Guess what? Oh ye
Damian parked the car in one of the spots marked ‘OWNER’ when we reached the cake parlor. He went out of the car, opened my door, and we headed to the parlor’s door. A waiter opened the door for us, and I could feel all eyes on us as we entered. I'd gotten used to attention whenever I was with Damian or Rai. They were simply too gorgeous, and with me being so small and them being tall and big, it wasn't a wonder for people to look at us. “Stay here, Baby girl. Don’t move,” he instructed suddenly and went back to the car. I was looking at all the cute, pretty little cakes on display when I felt my shawl being draped on my body. “Wear it.” He scowled at me. I had forgotten to take my shawl with me, and he returned to get it. My beautiful and powerful man was so possessive. I rearranged my shawl so it covered my shoulders and arms but did not cover my cleavage. He na