***POV - Damion I push my foot down, speeding up my black Lambo down Grant Avenue. I’m running a little late and softly curse our main Ingenieur. We are testing out the new bikes and he made me do some extra laps cause there was something wrong with the bike’s throttle - and now I’m late! It’s not as if I could tell him the truth, namely that I have a secret date with my best friend’s little sister. But I managed a quick shower; rushed through traffic, and now I’m parking my car in front of the small pub. I’ve texted Mel and she’s already waiting for me inside. I know it’s not the gentlemanly thing to do, but it’s not as if I can just pick her up at her home where her brothers or the paparazzi can see us. Hiding our relationship is not what I want, but we’ve decided to do this so we can take things slow and get to know each other, before going public and throwing our lives into chaos. I walk into the bar and immediately notice her sitting on one of the chairs at the counter

***POV - Damion We stand huddled in a small group in the garden in front of the hotel, dressed up in suits, waiting for the girls to arrive. The daylilies growing against the wall are in full bloom, forming an ocean of diverse shades ranging from orange to scarlet. I watch the people arriving for the freshmen gala as if in a slow-motion dream. Oh, dreaming is nothing new to me, no, since the little blond who solidly stole my heart and soul, entered my life, my sense of reality has been misconfigured. “Earth to Damion!” I turn my head when Jackson bumps me with his fist on my arm. Logan is still sulking, even after what they did to me, so Jackson took his place as Ava’s companion for the night. I stretch my body a little … even though the bruises have mostly healed, my ribs are still very tender – and no wonder since 2 are broken and a lot are cracked. But I guess I’ve gotten out of it rather lightly. After leaving our house … they stripped me to my jock, and I had to fight

***POV – Melaena WARNING – Sex scene !!!!! Damion’s lips are full and soft, but his kiss is desperate and eager as if he wants to prove something to me or himself, I’m not sure. At first, I’m stunned and don’t respond but then he bites my bottom lip softly, and as soon as my lips part he deepens the kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth. It’s just too much and with a soft moan all my resistance crumbles and I give in to this man, leaning forward I kiss him back. No man has ever held me like this before, or kissed me like this before … And all I know is that I never want this to end. Right at this moment, nothing else matters. “Mel” he groans and pulls my head against his chest. I can hear his heart beating to the same fast allegro rhythm as mine. This feels so right so how can it be wrong? But it is wrong, isn’t it? No, he’s my boyfriend, the man I love with every fiber inside me … He’s what I’ve been waiting for my whole life – literally since I was 9. And tonight I wa

***POV – Damion WARNING – sex scene!! I wake up to an empty bed and for a brief moment, panic strikes my heart, something wholly new to me. I never get scared or freak out, never. I’m always in control – until now. Mel is messing with my whole fricking being. For a second I thought she might have left, or that D took her, but then I hear her movements in the bathroom. Her phone is on the nightstand and I take it to see what time it is. There’s a message on the screen. She must’ve forgotten to close it after reading it. It’s from the asshole ex-boyfriend. Ren: Mel, we need to talk about Damion. #TruthMustComeOut Ug, suddenly I have a cramp in my tummy. Will it be so bad if I just snap his neck or something? I mean, one less irritating douchebag on earth won’t be so bad will it? I take a deep breath and hold it in for a few seconds before releasing it. Damn, I seriously need to push the demons that are trying to escape back, I need control. I pick up my phone

***POV – Melaena For the last romantic touch, I put the vase with fresh flowers in the middle of the table. I stand back and look at my hard work with a satisfied smile. I’ve laid the table, Jackson helped me to light the fireplace and the food I prepared is being kept warm in the oven. I’ve showered and am dressed comfortably but sexy. Then I hear the key turning and my heart almost stops. He’s back! Damion left for Europe the day after the incident where he almost fell to his death and although he contacted me twice a day, I could sense something was wrong. Most of those calls were made while he was intoxicated. And the photos splattered on the net of his drunk ass, as well as every fight he got himself into (and it was quite a lot), emphasize my suspicions. Also, the fact that Chloe was there didn’t make things easier for me. Like I said before … I trust Damion … it’s her I don’t trust. He didn’t finish his race because he fell on the second lap, the news reports statin