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“Want to be my kitchen helper? I could use the extra hands,” I asked, tickling his neck.

“Anything for you, Lola,” he twirls me to the song, and we start.

Damien helps by putting on some pots of water to boil, “You know the in-house chef can do all this,” he offers.

“But I like to cook and want to do it. Also, no one enjoys food more than you and Justine, so you should let me.”

That makes Damien happy as we kiss passionately, and he finally agrees. But his face shifts from a smile to a frown. That can’t be good.

“I do have something to tell you and hope it doesn’t sour your mood,” he says humbly.

Damien rests his forehead on mine, slowly caressing my face and being incredibly careful of my bruises. He sighs, pecking me one more time.

“Uh oh, what did he do this time?” I ask knowingly.

The conversation leads to Nathan’s attempt at finding me through Damien. Today, he’s called Justine’s firm repeatedly. Mia said the same thing about the diner. What is it with him and messing with
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Its only day two at the loft, and it already feels like home for Lola.

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  • Anything For Lola   To my Fans

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  • Anything For Lola   52.1-Temptation

    Justine - On Saturday the 22nd Another week passes with Damien being a slave to us. Not once has he faltered, showering us in his comforting embrace. No more sulking as he watches us sleep, and he doesn’t leave in the early morning. Lola’s better now for it, no longer having nightmares or panic attacks. She hasn’t needed a sedative since her stand on the matter. Her bruises are fading but can still be covered with make-up or scarves. Damien removes them every chance he gets to kiss her nape apologetically. I think it’s the only reason Lola wears them. And Damien falls for it every time. I love him more now that I see his relationship with Lola. Damien’s perfect for her; she loves him too. Even if she hasn’t said it, I see it. We have that in common. Regardless of how we handle emotional stress. Lola is resuming her training and insisting that Markum and Damien help her. I’m so proud. I have joined in on occasion, but not today. It’s firearms training, and she needs no distraction

  • Anything For Lola   51.2-Kisses

    They haven’t noticed me, making my mind flutter. I want them both and need to set the pace. Grabbing my ointment, I skipped to Justine with a smile. She applies it softly to my sore spots, kissing me after application. She’s happier now than she has been all week. This is how it’s supposed to be. Glancing at Damien, he’s watching us with a cheerful grin. “Do you like my pj’s?” I ask him while wiggling my hips. Damien’s smile widens; I know he does. He picked them out after all, and he’s perked up below, making me grin when he replies, kissing my forehead. “Yes, Lola, you look beautiful.” “You do, my love. Are you ready for bed?” Justine asks, kissing my shoulders. “As long as we are all in it, then yes,” I say while looking at Damien, and he nods. “May I tuck you in?” he asks with another kiss on my hand. “Yes, sir,” I bashfully grin at his tempting look. He growls, scooping me up and placing me under the covers tenderly. He does the same for Justine and then fluffs the comfor

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    Lola - On the Evening of Saturday the 15th I let in Gio and Markum at the special knock. I’m happy to see them, but I was expecting Damien first. I try to hide my disappointment by cuddling with them in the doorway, asking what’s for supper. “It’s a surprise and will be along shortly my dear,” Gio says with a grin. “Lola, you look adorable,” Markum says while Gio helps me twirl. “Thank you, but where’s Damien?” I shyly ask. “Last I saw, he was getting ready,” Gio says with a kiss on my hand. I take a deep breath to calm my anxiety. They wouldn’t lie to me, and I must be patient. Gio pours us some mixed drinks, and I sit to relax with them. Markum’s telling a cute story about Gio when he’s interrupted by another knock. The door opens, and in comes the food trolley being pushed by Damien. He does look handsome and clean-cut compared to earlier, but his servitude makes me furrow my brows. “Dinner is served,” he says proudly. “No. That’s not what I meant. I wasn’t punishing you, D

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