Switching the TV off, I put the remote back on the table, leaned back against the sofa, and let my eyes close.   The K-drama I had been watching was heartbreaking, though it still had a happy ending. I recalled one of the theme songs and began singing when suddenly I felt an arm wrapped around my shoulder.   "The show was sad?" the man beside me asked as he helped wipe away my tears with tissues.   "Of course, it's sad. It's a romantic K-drama!" I exclaimed as I opened my eyes just in time to see him chuckling.   "Sing again, Baby girl. You've never sung for me before." He nuzzled my cheek with his nose.   I rolled my eyes at him. "You know I have a bad singing voice."   I looked at him and saw the scar on his cheek. "Does it still hurt?" I asked.   "Not anymore," he replied. We went to the forest this morning, and a thorn from a tree ste

And without warning, he slid it inside and I gasped out his name, my body trembled at the sudden entry. His fingers plunged and withdrew fast. He was finger-fucking me forcefully as his mouth sucked my clit hard. I ground myself against his mouth, moaning uncontrollably at his assault. God, even in this state - afraid and rough, he still knew how to pleasure me. My tongue kept stroking the rim of his hole, and when I saw that he was ready, I inserted just the tip of my finger, and his body froze with his fingers still inside me. I slid deeper into him, burying my whole finger in him. His body quivered and the sound that came out from his mouth wrenched my heart. It was like a sound of a wounded animal mixed with pain so deep from his soul. “I’m inside you, Damian. It’s me, I’m the one inside you,” I told him gently. I circled my finger inside him, and he gasped. I moved my finger a little bit faster, going in an

I waited for two days in the villa for Damian, but he never showed. I couldn’t stop crying. Every night and every morning I would reach out for him in our bed, and realize that he was gone, that he wasn’t going to be with me anymore. I couldn’t stand sleeping in the bedroom anymore, so I slept on the sofa instead. Damian kept ignoring my texts no matter how many I sent him, no matter how much I begged him to reply, and he kept rejecting my calls. It hurt me to no end. He had never been this way before, he must have hated me so much now, and it devastated me. I didn’t know where he was, and there was a part of me that worried about him. On the third day since he left me, I decided to go to the beach villa. I thought if he was still in Bali, then he would most probably stay in his own place. As I was in the taxi, my phone rang, and my heart skipped, thinking it was Damian, but it was Max instead. “Hi, Max,” I said to my phone as casually as

I couldn’t take my eyes away from that beautiful golden Cognac eyes that gazed at me with surprise while I was still rooted in place. Damian.. He’s also here, I thought. Suddenly I remembered what I had witnessed, and my eyes darted toward his hand that was holding a woman’s shoulder. When I saw his hand, he yanked away his hold as though the woman’s shoulder had burned him. A bitter and amused smile grazed my lips. There was no use to it now, I’d seen him holding his new girlfriend.. “Leah!” Suddenly I heard a woman’s voice calling me, and I snapped my head to my side. “Aliyah!” I exclaimed in relief when I saw my friend coming toward me. I went to her, and we met in the middle, hugging and kissing each other’s cheeks as greetings. “You look great, Leah. Oh wait.. Should I call you Kat now?” she asked. I laughed at her. “You look great too, Aliyah. You should call me Leah,” I told her. She was one o

Huh?! Why did he slam the spoon down? I looked at him and saw that his face had darkened and there was intense anger in his eyes.“So you’ve become that kind of girl, huh?!” he sneered.That kind of girl?“How much?” he asked with venom lacing his voice.How much.. what? How much did I pay them?“How much did they pay for your “service?”?” He put his fingers into quotation marks as he said the word service.I gaped at him. Did he think.. How dare he?! Instead of hurting me, his words angered me.“You can't afford me,” I replied and smirked at him.“How much?!” he shouted and slammed his fist against the table, which managed to make me jump a little.“Your shares in the Castilles Hotel. All of it.” I smirked again and blurted out the one thing I knew was important to him. He