Crystal noticed that he appeared sad and was making an effort to hide it. She decided to engage in conversation with him for a short while. And he turned out to be a very enjoyable person. Surprisingly, he opened up to her. She was quite taken aback to learn that he was gay. Not that she disapproved of homosexuality, but she thought he was too attractive to be gay. He seemed fine until she brought up the matter of the dark room. Suddenly, he became tense. "What could possibly be in the dark room?" she exclaimed. Her phone vibrated on the bed, and when she checked the caller ID, it was Adrian. Oh no. She hadn't spoken to him since yesterday. "Where on earth are you, Crystal?!" he yelled angrily. "Relax, Adrian, calm down," she tried to soothe him. "Don't tell me to relax, you bitch!" he yelled again. She chuckled. "Do you have any idea how worried I was? Angel has been asking about you. She said you haven't been answering her calls, and why did you disappear last night?" Oh
CRYSTAL POV "And look who we have here. THE VIRGIN STUBBORN STRIPPER". "You... you're the owner?" I managed to stammer, my voice barely above a whisper. A mischievous smile played on his lips as he nodded, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Surprisingly, I am," he replied, his voice laced with a hint of laughter. My mind raced, trying to process this new information. How could I have been so oblivious? And what did this mean for me? The thought of working under him, of being at his mercy, sent a shiver down my spine. "Don't worry," he said, his tone suddenly flirtatious, "I'll be kind to you." "And don't even think about quitting," he added, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "Remember, you signed a contract." "You know, when I heard that you're still a virgin from Angel, I was speechless. How can a sexy stripper like you still be a virgin?" he exclaimed, moving closer to me. "Well, sir, my night shift is over. I should be going," I said, not wanting a repeat of what h
AUTHOR POV Anthony, Damien’s father, was engrossed in his study room, surrounded by shelves filled with books and artefacts. The room exuded an air of mystery and knowledge. As he delved into his work, his phone suddenly vibrated, interrupting the silence. Curiosity piqued, he glanced at the caller ID and swiftly picked up the phone. "Hazel, is there a problem?" he inquired, his voice laced with concern. Hazel, a witch known for her extraordinary abilities to predict the future and see things beyond the ordinary, was on the other end of the line. "My lord Damien," she began, her voice trembling with fear, "there is something terribly wrong." Anthony's heart skipped a beat. "What is wrong with my son?" he demanded, his voice filled with urgency as he rose from his seat, his eyes sc anning the room for answers. "He has been stabbed," Hazel revealed, her words dropping like a bombshell, shattering the tranquillity of the room. "What?!" Anthony exclaimed, his voice laced with a mix
She stared at them in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief. The revelation that they needed her blood sent a wave of fear coursing through her veins. Would they really kill her for Damien's sake? As much as she wanted to save him, she couldn't sacrifice her own life. The thought of leaving her mother behind was unbearable. "We only need a little blood from your finger. We ain't killing you.” he said impatiently, his tone lacking any sympathy. She reluctantly extended her hand, her fingers trembling slightly. The man's gaze met hers, and she could see the determination in his eyes. With a swift motion, his finger elongated and cut her own finger, causing a sharp pain to shoot through her. "Ouch," she whined, unable to hide her discomfort. He positioned her hand above Damien's mouth, and she watched as her blood dripped into his open mouth. Just three drops, that's all it took. Suddenly, Damien gasped, his body convulsing violently. A dark cloud of smoke emerged from his trembling for
He stood by the door, his gaze fixed on her. His eyes, a mesmerising shade of dark green, seemed to penetrate her very soul. However, instead of lust, they now held a hint of longing and tenderness. "Did you miss me, princess?" he asked softly, his voice filled with genuine affection. "It's nice to see you again." he added, a small smirk playing on his lips. Crystal was taken aback, her mind racing with a whirlwind of thoughts. She couldn't believe the impact he still had on her, even after all this time Damien moved closer. The warmth of his presence enveloped her, reminding her of the comfort she used to find in his touch. He gently pulled her closer, his hand resting on her waist. "You didn't answer me, princess," he said, a playful wink accompanying his words. His touch sent shivers down her spine, but there was something different about it this time. It wasn't just the physical sensation, but a deeper connection that made her heart race and her breath catch. Crystal coul
DAMIEN!He was standing by the door, staring at her.His dark green eyes peered into her soul. His eyes speak of nothing but lust!"Did you miss me, princess??"."Nice to see you again my princess". he smirked.Crystal never thought could be in so much shock. So many thoughts were going through her mind. Damien was standing very close to her.Seeing him close to her like that makes Crystal remember the time we spent together.He pulled her closer by her waist."You didn't answer me, princess." He winkedHis hands were so close as it sent shivers through her body.Something about him seems different. His touch usually make her comfortable and she could feel relax in them but the way he touch her now… was differentHis eyes were icy and his face was smirking evilly. There wasn't that spark in his eyes again or the change of eyeball when he touched her. She felt afraid around him. Something she has never felt before"You smell so good, come on start your performance". Damien said, as h
EARLIER Max hastily left the torture room, fearing Damien's imminent arrival. Aiden continued to send him videos of their intimate moments together. Max pulled out his phone and dialled Aiden's number. "What the hell do you want?" Max shouted into the phone. "I want you." Aiden replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. Max scoffed. "You can't have me," he retorted. "Oh, I'm certain I will. Meet me at the same hotel.” Aiden insisted. "And if I refuse?". Max questioned. "Then I'm afraid you'll meet a gruesome fate at Damien's hands. Make sure to come alone." Aiden stated before abruptly hanging up, not giving Max a chance to respond. “Gosh, I can't stand this guy, and I can't believe I let myself succumb to his touch," Max murmured to himself. ****************************** “Max, are you a thief? Why did you enter the room through the window?" Aiden questioned, his tone accusatory. Max sighed, rolling his eyes in annoyance. "I didn't want to be seen with you, especially
[MAX POV]Only to meet the shock of my life!!!THE SLAY MONSTER!!!!Damien almost got killed while trying to capture it.How can he lock me with it?? I will definitely die from its first strike.“Damien”!!!. He yelled, hitting the dungeon door loudly.“I beg of you, please don't do this to me”. He cried. Even if I were to die. I don't want a painful one.“I only went out, I have never disobeyed you or any of your orders! How can you do this to me? “. He started confessing things he did and didn't do.The monster roared behind him.“ I can't die like this, I don't have kids yet, I have never gone to the beach, I have never been in any relationship. I haven't fallen in love yet. How can I die without doing all this, please “? He murmured silently, as the monster approached me.Its whole body was like a fire. His red eyes stared at me, getting ready to devour me completely.He closed his eyes, accepting his fate. There was no use fighting it. If it could have injured Damien. It will de
Max's eyes widened in mock fear, "Oh, I'm shaking in my boots, Damien." But before he could continue, he nodded discreetly towards the door, "She's here, she's here." Damien whispered excitedly.His head swivelled, his eyes locking onto crystal as she made her way towards him. She looked stunning, her hair styled perfectly, her dress hugging her curves in all the right places. Damien's heart skipped a beat as she smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement."Hey, sorry I'm late," she said, taking a seat in front of him. "Traffic was a nightmare."Damien took her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers. "You're worth waiting for," he said, his voice low and husky.Crystal rolled her eyes good-naturedly.Max snorted, "Yeah, save it. You're going to need all the charm you can get." Max whispered through the earpiece.Crystal's gaze swept across the restaurant, taking in the elegant decorations. The walls were adorned with intricate gold leaf patterns, and the tables were dressed in
"Oh Damien, you're here?" Amelia asked, her voice laced with surprise, as Damien and Crystal descended the stairs together, their faces aglow with a warm, conspiratorial smile.Damien, dashing in his rumpled overnight attire, took Amelia's hand, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he bestowed a gallant kiss on it. "Hello, ma'am, I came here to talk to Crystal last night," he explained, his deep voice dripping with charm.Amelia's eyes narrowed, her gaze darting suspiciously between her daughter and the stranger. "Since last night...?" she repeated, her tone incredulous.Crystal, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson, looked away, her voice barely above a whisper. "Oh my goodness, Mom..."Max, who had been observing the scene with a mixture of mischief and wariness, gasped in fake disbelief. "Mom, Crystal brought a man home last night, and we didn't even know about it?."Crystal gasped as she stared at her twin brother in shock. Her face turned an even brighter shade of red as she tried
“No one wants you here for dinner, fuckface. Aiden, come get your stupid mate. And yeah, thank you for ruin my fucking dinner and night”. Max groaned, slamming the door on Adrian’s face as he made his way back to the dinner table. “Get your mate and get out of here”. He said, facing aiden. “Max…”. “Get the fuck it now!”. “Do you realise I’m still here max?”. Amelia chipped in. “Mom, I really don’t want to see them right. If you know your mate is gonna come here. Why the fuck…”. He paused, running his hand through his hair. “You can’t just make assumptions max, Aiden isn’t the only person Adrian knows. I used to be his best friend too, he might be here for me”. Crystal added, getting up from her seat as she walked to the door.“Hi best friend”. Adrian smiled, immediately Crystal unlocked the door. “No one wants you here, dickface!”. She yelled, slamming the door right on his face. “Crystal, oh my goodness. Why is wrong with you two? That is not how you treat a guest!”. Amelia s
Max's expression remained stoic, his voice firm. "Yes, I forgive you. But that doesn't mean I want to be with you. As a matter of fact, I think we will be better off as friends”. Aiden's face fell, his eyes filling with tears once more. "Friends?" he whispered, his voice cracking with despair.“Please..”. “Stop begging me, aiden. I don’t think we are compatible, perhaps you should get going now”. Max said, trying to make his own feelings as he moved closer to the door. “Please don’t do this, I might as well just kill me. I don’t want to be your friend, Max”. “Get going aiden”. “M..”. “Now!”. Max snapped at him. Aiden's eyes flashed with desperation and guilt, his face twisted in a mix of emotions. He made a move to leave, but suddenly spun back around, his hands grasping for Max's neck. He pulled Max into a fierce kiss, his lips crushing against Max's.Max's expression remained stoic, his body tense and unyielding. He didn't respond to the kiss, but slowly melted into it as he
“Who is it?”. Max asked.“Aiden”. Max's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in a mix of surprise and wariness. "Aiden? What does he want?"Crystal's smile faltered, her eyes darting back to the door as if unsure what to do next. “I don’t know, you ask him”, she responded, stepping aside for Aiden to walk in. Aiden played with his fingers as he stared at Max nervously. “Hey”. He managed to speak. Max's expression remained guarded, his eyes fixed on Aiden with a mix of scepticism and caution. "Hey," he replied curtly, his voice firm but neutral.Aiden's eyes darted around the room, as if searching for something or someone. "I, uh, I was wondering if we could talk?" he asked, his voice laced with nervousness.Max raised an eyebrow, his gaze never leaving Aiden's face.“Of course, he would love to talk to you. Why don’t I walk you both to his room, huh?”. Crystal chipped in, grabbing her brother by his arm as she pulled him along. “Come on, aiden. Don’t be shy, don’t worry my mom already
“Max! Max! Calm down. I know you don’t wanna hurt him. Calm down please”. Crystal said, hurriedly pulling him into a hug as he broke down completely in her arms.“I tried so hard to please him. E..every decision I ever made was for him and Damien. And he.. he…”. Max's body shook with sobs, his fists clenched as he buried his face in Crystal's shoulder. Crystal held him tight, her own tears falling as she tried to comfort her brother. "Shh, Max, it's okay. I'm here for you. I'm here."The room was silent, the only sound was the heavy breathing of the three of them. Crystal's eyes never left Lucian's face, her gaze filled with a mixture of anger and sadness.“I’m glad I don’t have a father”. She whispered, staring directly at him. Lucian's face crumbled, shaking his head as he made to speak but stopped. Carlos walked closer to Lucian, tapping him gently on his shoulder. “Uncle, I think you should give them some space for now”. He whispered, giving him a light squeeze. Lucian nodded, h
"Let's end this once and for all." she whispered, her eyes blazing in anger.“There would be no need for that!”. Amelia yelled, appearing out of nowhere as she stood in front of her daughter, protectively. “You wanna know how your mother died?”. She asked, staring at Damien. “I will show you how”. Before he could say anything she grabbed his hand and they both disappeared. ****************Crystal paced anxiously around the huge parlour, everyone was sitting separately, Max standing beside his father, myla on the couch, Carlos and Rose standing beside each other, resting on the wall. It's been five hours and still Damien and Amelia are not back, they all were getting worried especially Crystal. She has been walking around the room for god knows how long wondering where her mother took Damien. She wasn’t even perfectly fine yet and Damien is literally to angry to think calmly. What if he does something to her mother?“Damien might be powerful but your mother isn’t weak either. He’
“It’s already so difficult to control myself around you, so stop being stubborn and do as I say or else I would not be responsible for any of my actions”. Suddenly, he released me, and I slumped against the wall, gasping for air. He turned and walked out of the room, leaving me shaken and confused. He was no different from what my mother had described. They were all monsters. END OF FLASHBACK. “That's where it all started,” Amelia said, her voice barely above a whisper. “That's how I met your father.” Crystal's eyebrows shot up in confusion. “Wait - that's it? You didn't even tell us how you had us.” Amelia sighed, her face clouding over. “To be honest, I'd rather not remember that part. “Look, I love you both more than you can ever imagine,” Amelia said, her voice cracking with emotion. “But the way you're brought into this world - it's not something I want to relive. I don't want to think about how much I trusted someone who betrayed me. And I don't want to think a
“I say it, you moan it?”. he said, trapping me with his legs as he pinned my hand above my head.“W-what are you doing? Let me go now”. I struggle against his grip.His lips brushed over the pulse in my neck, and my blood pounded under the gentle caress. He inhaled deeply and let out a satisfied moan, like he could smell the need in me.“Even though you haven't taken a bath yet, You smell so good". He whispered, and the next thing I knew, his tongue licked up the length of my neck, and I nearly screamed in pleasure."Aaah"."There you go.""What do you think you're doing?!"."We are going to play a game" He said, licking his lips. "A game called 'I'll say a name, and you moan it' "I was getting really nervous by this point, and was trying to wiggle away, but I was trapped.He moved his mouth to the base of my throat, and I could feel his lips brush my skin as he said.As he leaned in, his warm breath danced across my skin, making my heart race. 'Now... let's see how well you can moa