Adeline felt the head of Damien's penis enter her rectum and gasped, even though she promised herself she was not going to make a sound. She tensed up, bracing herself for the pain she knew was coming.
"Shh, shh." Damien's hand landed on the pillow next to her head and his lips touched the top of her ear. Adeline shivered. "Don't do that, my sweet little whore. That's the worst thing you can do. Do not tense up or it will hurt a lot more. Just relax and let me in."
"That's easy for you to say," she mumbled. "You're not the one who's about to get a fat cock shoved up your ass... Sir."
"There's my girl." He chuckled and trailed the tips of his long, graceful fingers down her spine. "Now, this is important, Selene. Every time I push in, you'll push out, all righ
Yikes. Don't hurt her too much, Damien!
He kissed her hard, biting and sucking her, licking her mouth. A mockery of a lover's kiss. He shoved her back down. "Pass me that bottle of lube, will you? I don't want to get blood all over my sheets if I tear the inside of your asshole. This is two thousand thread count Egyptian cotton." Adeline took the tube of lube within her reach and flung it at his head, but he caught it deftly. "Why do you have so much lube, anyway? Do you have a habit of ass-raping virgins?" He smirked at her. "Oh, sweetheart, I don't have to rape anyone. They offer it to me on a silver platter." Adeline could barely contain her fury. "Fuck you. Just get it done!" "I'm on my way, whore. Sit tight." He squirted more lube on
Damien took care of Adeline, as she seemed to be in a little bit of a shock. He put on a robe, bundled her up in a blanket, and took her back to her bedroom. But before that, he got rid of the evidence of their activities and told the maids to clean up his room. In Adeline's bedroom, he brought her into the shower and stepped into it with her. He made sure the water was nice and hot to soothe her muscles and make her feel clean if she felt dirty. She stood still and said nothing while he lathered and washed her entire body. Afterward, he put her in a nightgown from Natasha's closet. He sat her on the bed while he found a hairbrush and dryer so she wouldn't have to sleep with wet hair. He made sure she had everything she might need before he left her room, but right as he was about to leave, she grabbed his hand.
"Impossible," Damien murmured, kissing her forehead. "You're the most beautiful woman in the world. How can you ruin anything when you make everything better just by walking into a room? For me, anyway." She looked up at him with imploring eyes as though she couldn't quite believe anything he had to say, covered her mouth, and made a sound between a sob and laugh. "You would have fared better with Selene. Addie is... someone you wouldn't want to be with anymore, Damien." He kissed the side of her head, picked up her hand, and kissed that too. "Why don't you let me be the judge of that, huh? Addie, I'm sorry I didn't come for you. I should have." Her face crumpled, and she shoved him away to leave the bed. "I didn't need you to save me, Damien. You had your own future to live. One of
Adeline rolled to her side and groaned. Her body was sore all over but not in a painful way. Instead, everything from her head to toe felt good. It took her a few minutes to remember what happened. She buried her face in the pillow and screamed into it as she remembered giving into pleasure and being swayed by Damien sky. She had completely surrendered herself to him and let him have his way. She let her guard down and let him see the Adeline she had vowed to bury deep inside. He had made love to her all night. He kissed every part of her body, touching her between her legs and pleasuring her until she came. Over and over again. He made it seem like it was all about her and he didn't want anything in return. She remembered him telling her he loved her
"What kind of punishment should I give you?" Damien raised his eyebrows. "Maybe I should have another go at that beautiful ass tonight." "NO!" Adeline shouted, nearly bursting his eardrums. She didn't mean to yell that loud, but the thought of his elephant dick going inside her very sore hole was terrifying. Damien laughed. "If it's scary, you better do what I ask." Adeline leaned down and pecked him on the lips, then looked up. "There, happy?" she snarled. "What was that! Am I kissing my very expensive prostitute girlfriend or my grandma? That was terrible." Damien kept a straight face. "I said kiss me like you mean it. I want some tongue action." Dammit, this guy. Adeline wanted to kiss him, but she didn't want him to feel like he had won. It looks like she had no choice but to give in again. "F...fine. Close your eyes," she ordered. "Why?" "Because I don't want you to look at me!" she screeched
Damien grinned as he pictured Adeline waiting for him in the room. Just like their first date, today was special. He put a lot of effort into it, so he hoped she would be even happier than yesterday. He knew it wouldn't be easy to get through to her, but he was up for the challenge, just like he was when they were in high school. He went to the swimming pool area in the back of the house and made sure everything was in place. He didn't notice anything wrong, so he decided it was time to escort his lady out. She must be dying of anticipation by now. Adeline stood up immediately after he opened the door. "Where are you taking me?" she asked breathlessly." "You'll see." Damien smirked. "Is it going to be another session of you railing me all night long?" she asked nonchalantly. Damien laughed and pulled her by her waist. "Get your mind out of the gutter, dirty girl. It's nothing like tha
Damien didn't plan on taking Adeline to bed tonight. Instead, he wanted to show her he could be someone who would simply do things for a woman without asking for anything in return. He knew Adeline was willing to give herself to him whenever he wanted, but he also knew she didn't trust him. In her eyes, he was still a bad person. A criminal. She couldn't fully let herself go and allow him to dominate her body and heart. She made him feel like he could have her any time he wanted, but she wanted him to punish her, so she didn't feel guilty about feeling pleasured by him. Damien knew he should stay away from her until she stopped treating him and herself that way, but he was weak when it came to her. He couldn't stop craving her body as he couldn't get enough of her. He was just a man, goddammit!
Adeline blushed and nodded in agreement, then sat on his face as he wanted. She didn't know why she felt so embarrassed after all the things they had done. Maybe because this felt so much more intimate as he was treating her more like a person than an object. She moaned softly and touched her chest and played with her nipples as he slowly licked and kissed her mound. She never liked touching herself as much, but it turned her on this time. She felt his hot tongue as he thrust it inside her. She couldn't hold it anymore and came all over his mouth. "Wait...Damien...I already came," she groaned as he kept going, kissing and sucking. She felt like she was losing her mind. She couldn't think about anything else other than how good he was making her feel. He didn't let her go until she came several more times.She looked behind her, pan
Damien walked into his office and squinted his eyes. Something was off. No one dared to enter his office and mess with his things because he always found out. But someone did dare and that someone was in a heap of trouble. He smirked as he saw a tiny handprint on his desk that most likely belonged to the culprit. "Mila? Get in here, right now!" he yelled. He leaned back in his chair and smiled when he heard the pitter-patter of small feet approaching. "Da, papa?" a small voice spoke from the entrance. He stared at the tiny version of Adeline in front of him. She had just turned five. Mila had deep blue eyes like him and Adeline and thick brown hair. She wore a white cotton dress that Addie made for her that made her look like a princess. His little printsessa. "Did you touch the cookie jar on my desk?" he said and narrowed his eyes. Mila looked down on the floor with her hands behind her back. "No..."
Damien observed Adeline's face. Was she scared? Upset? Angry? He couldn't tell as she was just staring at him without showing any kind of emotion. "Addie?" Damien called her, breaking her out of her trance. Adeline slowly turned toward Damien. "You dragged Tommy over here. All the way from Chicago?" Her voice shook. Damien nodded. "You asked me to bring him here, remember? So...um...happy birthday?" Tears streamed down her face. She bit her lower lips as if to stop herself from sobbing loudly. Damien was taken aback. Maybe he shouldn't have brought him over. It was upsetting her more, and that was the last thing he wanted. He didn't want to make her cry on her birthday. "Malen'kaya ptitsa, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you," Damien said. Tommy finally spoke. He looked at Adeline straight into her eyes. "Addie, baby. Look what this monster did to me! He beat me to a pulp then tortured me. Make him stop. I am
Tommy wailed like a street cat as Damien broke his fourth finger. "Stop crying like a little bitch. I thought you were a cop. Aren't they supposed to be tough motherfuckers?" Damien said irritably. If he had to keep listening to Tommy's screaming, eventually, he'd become deaf. "Let me go, asshole. I told you I didn't do anything wrong. So what if I smacked her around a little? I was just disciplining her because I was too afraid to lose her," Tommy said. He could barely talk as he was gasping for breath. Damien grabbed the back of Tommy's head then slammed his face on the table in front of him. Tommy started coughing out blood. After he was done, he stared at the table with a horrified expression as two of his front teeth were now rested comfortably on top of it. "Wha...what did you do?" he managed to say between choking and coughing. "Looks like I rearranged your teeth a bit. But back to business. I don't appreciate you acting like it was oka
Damien was in Chicago, watching and observing Tommy's movements. He ended up staying home with Adeline after that night as he woke up with a sick hangover. Stupid drug.... He flushed it all down the toilet. "I'm sorry for making you take it. I don't know what's wrong with me sometimes," Adeline had said. Damien wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hair. "I'm glad you did. Now we are even." "You don't have to go, Damien. Can't we just forget about Tommy? I don't even think about him anymore because he is dead to me," she whispered against his chest. Damien stroked her hair slowly. He knew Adeline didn't like the idea of hurting someone, even though that was someone who abused her constantly. She may want to forget all about it, but Damien couldn't. Not after the bruises, he left on her beautiful body. "I want him dead, Addie. I will bring him to you like you asked, but if you don't kill him, I will," Damien said.
It didn't take Damien long to recover, just as Nancy predicted. He was back on his feet within a few weeks. He decided to go back to business. Robbie had been filling him in about everything that was going on. He even gave him regular updates on Tommy. "Do you want me to kidnap him and bring him to the warehouse?" Robbie asked. "No, I want to do this personally. Tommy is mine," Damien said. "But you haven't recovered fully yet," Robbie raised his eyebrows. "I am well enough to travel," Damien said dismissively. "If Addie found out you are about to take a long trip, she will kill you." Robbie laughed. Damien winced. He forgot about that. She had been taking care of him for the past few days, which consisted of constant scolding because he refused to stay in bed. "I'll make up an excuse." "Good luck with that," Robbie said. Later that day, Damien brought up the subject. "No." Damien groaned. He was afraid
Damien tried not to collapse as long as he could. He didn't want to look weak in front of Adeline, but the pain became unbearable and he had lost too much blood. That bitch got him good. How did she learn how to twist a knife like that? Hopefully, she didn't hit any of his vital organs. He didn't want to die before he had the chance to kill Tommy. He lay on the ground with his eyes closed. He could hear Akiko screaming at Yuri to get the van ready, but he couldn't hear Adeline. Where was his wife? "A...Addie..." he managed to let the word out. It was starting to get difficult to breathe. Something soft touched his forehead. A hand, he realized as it was gently stroking his hair. "I'm here." Adeline's voice was soft and loving. He had always dreamed of her speaking to him that way. Maybe she was taking pity on him because he was hurt. Damien opened his eyes and saw her face. Her cheeks were wet, soaked with tears. Was she crying?
Damien ran into the house as soon as they arrived. "Where is Addie?" he roared. Odette came running. "What's going on?" she asked frantically. "Adeline. Where is she?" he repeated. "Ms. Adeline was outside when her friend visited," Odette said. "Is everything okay, sir?" Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Alison was already here. Damien's eyes glowed with anger. If she put a scratch on her body, he'd cut her arms off. Damien walked toward the garden before answering. He saw one of his men, Luke, standing at the entrance. "Is my wife out there?" Damien tried to keep his cool. He realized Luke had no idea that Alison was dangerous as he didn't look alert. "Mrs. Sky and her friend went into the bedroom," Luke said. Why the hell didn't he follow Alison and Adeline? Damien decided to be angry at Luke later. But, first, he needed to go to the bedroom and handle Alison. He hoped it wasn't too late. He quickly ran
Adeline was restless. She had been waiting for Damien for a few minutes now. She knew it hadn't been that long since he had left, but It felt like she had been waiting for an eternity. She went to her little library and tried to read a book but couldn't pay attention. She decided to sit in the garden instead. She stayed out for a few minutes and stood up to go back inside but stopped as she saw Odette walking towards her. "Ma'am, there is someone who wanted to see you," Odette said. "Who?" Adeline was surprised. How can she have visitors? It wasn't like she had a social life. Was it Robbie? Or Natasha? "A woman. She said she is an old friend from high school," she said. Adeline was even more confused. An old friend? "Did she say her name?" Adeline asked. "No. She wanted it to be a surprise. The guard is holding her at the gate for your own safety." Odette said, then handed her an iPad so she could look at the security f
Damien stood in front of the burning building. The fire department was called, but most of the club was already consumed in flame. The club was a goner. "Did anyone get hurt?" Damien asked Akiko. His face was grim. He would lose a lot of money. It wasn't the end of the world, but it was still a waste of business. "Not that I know of. It seems that the dancers were warned ahead of time. That means someone did this intentionally," she said. "I see," Damien said. He turned to one of his men. "Pay off our insider at the police department and tell them to rule it out as an accident. I don't need police sniffing around this property. I want to find things out on my own," he said. Was Enzo behind this? he wondered. He was mad about how Damien took his knee out and decided to burn his own club down. No, Enzo was spineless. He was all talk and no play. He wouldn't do something drastic like this. Was it Alison? The thought occurred to him, but i