Elysia's povI feel his presence from where I’m standing, he fills the air with his full authority, and I feel it with every breath I take.A petite woman runs quietly behind him, a clipboard in her hands. She stays just a few feet behind him and looks like a model. Once his face is away from the spotlight, his features are finally visible. His chin is chiseled and smooth, and his hands rest in his pocket as he stands like he’s modeling himself.He holds himself with more grace than all of us combined, and all eyes are on him. He knows it, but he doesn’t seem affected by it.He takes a special seat reserved for him. Everyone is set in motion and ready to walk, but my eyes are stuck on him for a reason.He is handsome.He looks like the man who will make you do anything just by looking at you.The woman in charge addresses us again; I snap my eyes away from him to focus on her.“Now that Mr. Black is here, we can begin,” she says.She rattles off instructions about numbers, but I can’
Elysia's pov"If you say so, sir, am I done and free to go?""Go? I'm not done yet; I still have various questions to ask you.""I'm sorry, but I don't think I can put up with these questions of yours. I believe they should be work-based, but you have not asked me a thing like this. I have to leave now. Thank you for allowing me to be here.""Okay, let's play it the hard way. If you want to leave, go, but you miss out on a huge job opportunity. Considering your situation, you might want to rethink your decision if you walk out of here."What do you say, should we go ahead and talk about business?" he asked with a simple flick of his wrist.I can feel my throat dry and my eyes dim for a minute. Nothing is audible enough to hear, nor can I see clearly. This wasn't what I imagined would happen when I came to audition.I didn't know I would catch the eye of the hot billionaire.No matter how much I heard it, it didn't make the voice in my head go away. I blinked to make sure I didn't hear
Elysia's povI ended up getting turned down, breaking the shit out of me.I'm not just hurt, but I'm also pissed. He offered me a job to be his whore. A personal whore? What does he take me for?But maybe it's better. Perhaps I'm mad at myself for throwing such an opportunity away? Maybe I should have thought harder, faster, and better about it rather than walking away from him.Now I am back to square one: either I take up his offer or die of hunger.No.There has to be something I can do.I should have just stuck with the deal he offered. It makes sense when I think about it now, although it's not what I expected. I bet I'll be paid better. After all, I would be fucking with one man, not different ones who neither respect women nor care about anything.I slam the door to my apartment, pissed at everything."Damn!!!" I exclaimed, trying to stuff in my anger. I kick against the bed furiously, hating my life the more.How the hell am I supposed to begin all over? Where would I turn to?
Elysia PovWithout hesitating, he pulls on my breast, sucking my nipples, teething, biting, and rubbing them aggressively.I feel the warmth seeping in between my legs, and my insides churn for more. His hands slide down towards my clit as he massages the swollen entrance of my pussy and digs his finger into me."Uhhhhh…uhhhh," I moan, loving the feeling surging through me."You like it?" he asks in a very coarse tone that turns me on even more."Yes," I shudder into touch as he lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist.The towel drops to the floor as I feel his hardness rub against my thighs. He doesn't disengage from the kiss yet laps at my tongue hungrily.He throws me to the bed, causing a little crack in my side, but I'm not bothered by it. He smiles at me wickedly, sucking on his lower lip as he runs his eyes over my body.And just like a predator, he mounts on me like prey, spreading my legs wide apart and rubbing his thumb on my clit.I feel him insert his fingers inside me a
Elysia's povI was killing it here, and I had a new friend who seemed to like me even though I hadn't told her the truth about my running from my past. We talked daily, and I often went to her restaurant to have dinner; it was great, but I couldn't allow myself to get carried away by some fairytale.This wasn't a life worth living, it was purely for survival, and I wouldn't want to do anything to jeopardize that by associating myself with more people.I knew I was kidding myself. I have grown attached to Gwen. I saw her as the girl who saved me from the worst, or what she thinks is the worst thing that has happened to me.I have survived the worst, and it was a miracle that I was still breathing or hadn't killed myself; having a stalker was one thing, but having a determined murderous stalker was even worse.He wouldn't give up till I was dead like the rest of my family. He wanted to tie up loose ends to close the chapter; if I had my way, I wouldn't let that happen. I would keep run
Damon's povI licked my lips, the mental image doing nothing to sate my hunger for her. I shook my head when I realized there was no way to find her and that I was punishing myself for thinking about her like this.I was going to find her and make her mine."Is there any other thing, sir?" he asked, interrupting my thoughts.I almost glared at him but refrained, and the poor guy didn't do anything wrong. I was the one over in my head about that damn girl.She defied me, her chin set stubbornly, and her eyes were blazing with fire that I didn't know she had. When she was on the stage, she looked very much like the definition of a meek mouse.The way she hunched her shoulders like she didn't want to be there, but her eyes showed complete determination simultaneously, was what drew me to her. She appeared somewhat broken yet had the spirit of a fighter.It was amazing to watch, and it was mesmerizing. I saw her move with the grace of an eagle, and her body language portrayed every bit of
Damon's Pov I sat on the couch, staring at the pictures of our twins on the wall. The servant came in and handed me a glass of wine before dropping the bottle on the table. Suddenly, Elysia woke up, and I turned to her with a cold expression. "What's wrong?" I asked, not bothering to hide my indifference. Elysia hesitated before asking, "Did you treat me like a slave before I lost my memories?" My heart hardened as I replied, "It all started when you cheated on me." Elysia started crying, "I don't remember how I was like. Should I apologize to you?" I shook my head, "I don't need your apology." As I got up to leave, I turned around to face Elysia one last time. "One more thing," I said, my voice dripping with contempt, "You can forget about the love I had for you. It's dead." Elysia's eyes widened in shock. I walked closer to her, my heart racing at the thought of her betrayal. "Before you passed out," I said, "you were screaming and having terrible headaches. Do you recall a
Elysia's pov I heard raised voices from downstairs and went to investigate, only to hear Damon's father telling him to remarry me. My heart sank as I listened to Damon's response - that he had already divorced me and it was final. I couldn't bear the thought of being trapped in a loveless marriage again, and tears filled my eyes. Damon's mother entered the room and calmed his father down, but my attention was drawn to her words to Damon. She told him to obey his father and stay married to me, adding that she hated me and that was exactly why she wanted us to stay together. My heart felt heavy as I watched Damon become frustrated with his mother's words. I could feel her cold gaze on me as she walked towards the stairs, and when she reached me, she made sure to let me know that I would pay for everything I did. It was clear that my relationship with Damon's family was not going to get any easier. I try to leave the room, but Helen stops me. Before I know it, she's grabbing the back