Dahlia Carrington~•~I couldn’t fucking believe it. Where the hell did they get my number? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Was I expecting any less? It took them quite a while to get to me if I was being honest.As soon as I got over my initial shock, I picked up my phone, frowning when I saw the cracks on the screen protector. Slowly, I brought it up to my ear again. “Who is this?”My mother scoffed on the other line. “Don’t act smart with me, Dahlia.”“Who is Dahlia and why are you calling me this early?”“Dahlia Mae Carrington.” She called out in a stern voice. “I called you as soon as I found your number. You have had your fun. Come home now.”I sighed. There was no way I could deceive her that I wasn’t her daughter; the one who ran away four months ago.“Do you know the problems your little stunt has caused us? We had to tell everyone that you were spending the summer with your grandma. Summer is over. Come back home at this instant.”I bit down on my lip as I continued
Damon Valentino~•~Dahlia had been right to keep her personal reasons to herself because we were nothing more than professor and student but I wouldn’t lie and say it didn’t sting as I watched her walk out of the class.I tugged at the tie around my neck, loosening it because it was starting to suffocate me. I didn’t even know why I wore the stupid tie in the first place. Within seconds, I’d undone it, and as I stared at the piece of material in my hand, my mind couldn’t help but stray toward the things I could do to Dahlia with it.I shook my head, letting out a low curse. That was wrong to think about. It was very fucking wrong. At this rate, I wondered how I would be able to get her out of my mind. Would I have to fuck a new woman? Was that what it took? Dahlia had made it clear that her future was on the line. I was a selfish motherfucker, but that didn’t mean I would force her into something she didn’t want.Releasing a sigh, I packed up the materials I’d been using to teach and
Dahlia Carrington~•~I didn’t know if I was being petty or unnecessarily bitter but a wave of anger surged through me when I saw Damon with Mackenzie. Why was he bringing her to his office? Did he already move on from one student to another?Everyone in Damon’s class knew Mackenzie found him not. Despite the fact that he brushed her off the first day, she wasn’t deterred from pointing out how attractive he was in class.As expected, the class was always awkward for me when he was the one teaching. I had gone a few weeks without speaking directly to him, but I wouldn’t lie and say I had stopped thinking about him.“Why are you always so quiet in this class?” Roman asked one day. It was the only class we had together, which meant he didn’t see me in other classes, but he visited our house frequently and we had become more than acquaintances. We were genuinely becoming friends.“You were the same person who told me how hard this class is. I’ve got to concentrate, don’t I?” He was right.
Damon Valentino~•~I had always been the type to obsess over what I perceived was mine, but I knew Dahlia wasn’t mine yet I obsessed over her anyway.I knew it was unhealthy, but as long as it wasn’t hurting anybody, right?A few weeks had gone by since we last spoke to each other. It didn’t matter that we saw each other in class twice a week, we knew we had to stay off each other’s paths. I was not supposed to hate my students but I despised that Roman kid. He was able to follow her around without anyone saying shit about them. He could flirt with her in class, he could carry her bag, and he could also ask her out on a date, uncaring of who heard.Okay, maybe I was a little bit jealous, but how wouldn’t I be? Dahlia was supposed to be mine. We weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend but I’d already claimed her in my head. I was hoping to ease her into a normal relationship because I liked her that much, but it was just my poor luck that we were over before we even started.I wouldn’t say
Dahlia Carrington~•~I didn’t know what Damon was up to and I didn’t know why I replied to his text in the first place. He had been the one to text me yet he left my message on read. It annoyed me greatly.Why would he even ask about my date when we hadn’t been in contact for weeks? I was not interested in Roman and I wasn’t going to give him false hope by going on a date with him when I knew it wouldn’t lead us anywhere.I was in my room trying to write the report Damon had given us. It was due on Sunday but I hadn’t even started it yet. A knock on my door startled me. “Come in.” The door was pushed open and Clementine stuck her head in. “You have a visitor. He’s handsome. Is he your boyfriend?”I frowned. A visitor? I didn’t know many people in New York. I didn’t know any men in New York. The only people I knew were Roman, Damon, and my old boss. Roman was not personally my visitor and the other two had no reason to visit me.Standing up from the bed, I put on a shirt over the fli
Dahlia Carrington~•~Christopher wasn’t that bad a person and I could see myself being friends with him if our parents weren’t pushing us to get together.We had walked a lot and we had to take several stops to recuperate at intervals. However, I was actually having fun; much more fun than I’d had in a long time. Aside from Anya and Damon, whom I haven’t properly talked to in a while, he was the only one who knew everything about my situation. I didn’t have to walk on eggshells around him or tiptoe around the topic concerning my family and background.I could be myself with him and laugh about my childhood experiences because he related to them as well. I wasn’t the first girl they’d tried to set him up with, but at least, he had a choice to refuse them. His parents’ only issue was that he shouldn’t marry a woman from a low-class family.“Should we just take a picture now so we don’t have to worry about that when we go on our date?”I thought about it. It was dark but the street ligh
Dahlia Carrington~•~Maybe I was a little bit selfish, but I expected Damon to text me after the night he saw Christopher and me together. He had texted me when he thought I was going on a date with Roman after all, but he didn’t. I waited for hours, hoping he would. Hours turned into days. Days turned into weeks and soon it was my birthday.It was my luck that my birthday fell on a Wednesday; a day I didn’t have any classes. I planned to sleep in, but I was awoken by my roommates jumping on my bed and singing Happy Birthday to me.I groaned as my eyes fluttered open. They had opened the curtains already and the harsh sunlight was streaming inside the room. I shielded my eyes, sitting up. “Isn’t it too early for this?”“It is nine o’clock, Dahlia. Get up and celebrate your birthday with us.” Prisha exclaimed.She was jumping on my bed with balloons in her hand. Clementine was trying to shake the sleep out of me and Aurelie stood in front of me with a cake.“Make a wish,” Aurelie said
Dahlia Carrington~•~I did not acknowledge the gift Damon had gotten for me. However, I couldn’t deny that it was beautiful. I was tempted to wear it every day but that would probably give him the wrong idea. I wanted to give him the wrong idea but I had to be reserved.My eyes went to the door when they opened to reveal Professor Valentino. Roman was not in attendance today. I didn’t know why but I was going to ask him about it later. Damon’s eyes sought me as soon as he entered and I lowered my gaze, not wanting to make eye contact with him.His lesson today seemed longer than it usually was and I didn’t know if that was because I wanted the class to end as soon as possible. It made me uncomfortable. After having not talked for weeks, Damon remembered my birthday and sent me a gift. He didn’t even send a text. Was he trying to cut me off amicably? This was not how I expected my college life to go. I didn’t know I would be hung up on my professor just because we fucked for one nigh
Dahlia Carrington ~•~It turned out that the slutty set he had gotten for me wasn’t the main deal. It consisted of a pair of bra and panties as well as a top that ended just below my breasts and a mini skirt that had half of my ass out so that the panties were peaking out. They were all in pink and it made me feel like one of the Barbies; like a true doll.I was tempted to just take it off and tell Damon I wasn’t interested because I knew the implications of such clothing and I was still shy at heart but I waved it off. I owed him for that night and it was his birthday.Blowing out a breath, I stepped out of the room and went into the living room to stand in front of Damon. His face swept across my body appreciatively. “Turn around.” He breathed out and with my cheeks matching the color of the shirt I was wearing, I did a slow spin, allowing him time to take in all of me. “Perfection.”Damon always gave me more credit than I deserved.“Now what?” He smiled and turned on his phone. B
Dahlia Carrington~•~“You’ve been holding out on me a lot,” Anya said as she climbed into my car. “When the hell did you get such a sweet ride?”I chuckled as I started driving. “My father got it for me.”“And when the hell did you get in touch with your father for him to buy you a car?”I smiled sheepishly at her and at her order, I explained everything that had been going on in my life. She oohed and aahed unnecessarily but I didn’t expect anything less from a person as dramatic as Anya.By the time I was done with my story, we were already at the mall. Damon’s birthday was in a few days. He hadn’t told me about it but I heard Juan talking about it one day when he came to visit and I was going to get him a present.“All these were happening and you didn’t even think to call me?” Anya sounded offended.“I didn’t want to bother you with my problems.”“You can bother me anytime, Dahlia. We’re friends for a reason. Secondly, where the hell can I find that Prisha girl? Is she still livi
Dahlia Carrington ~•~By the time I finished eating the spaghetti Damon made, I was exhausted. The stress from the day finally came crashing down as soon as I set my dishes in the sink.Regardless, I took hold of the sponge but before I could attempt to wash it, Damon plucked it from my hand. “Don’t worry, I’ll do the dishes.”“But you cooked,” I argued weekly.“They won’t take more than ten minutes, doll. Just sit there and wait for me.”I nodded and sat down on one of the stools. As he did the dishes, my mind strayed to the conversation I had with Prisha today. She accepted that she did all those things because of her feelings for Roman. Did Roman know about the things she did? If he did, would he like her for it?I knew they said love made people stupid but she crossed the line because of some unrequited love. It wasn’t my fault that Roman found me attractive. It wasn’t my fault that he had some sick affection for me and not her. Two of them were crazy. They deserved to be togethe
Damon Valentino~•~For a moment, Dahlia just stared at me as though she could comprehend what I was saying but I merely stared at her pointedly, waiting for her to take her call.“Are you going to keep staring at me?” I asked her and she blushed before answering the call.“Aurelie.” She said in greeting and I pulled her closer to the edge of the bed so that her ass was hanging off it. She shrieked at the sudden movement but she kept her cool as she said. “Clementine told you what happened, didn’t she? Don’t worry, I wasn’t touched. I just tried to separate the fight between them and—“Her words were suddenly cut shut when I attached my mouth to her throbbing clit. I looked up at her through my lashes and saw that she was looking down at me with her mouth open. “Go on.” I urged, knowing how she reacted whenever I spoke against her pussy.Dahlia shuddered, but Aurelie must have called her attention on the line because she focused back on the call. “I didn’t move for her. I mean I don’t
Dahlia Carrington~•~ When I was packing my stuff in fury and stomping out of the house, I never thought about where I’d go.I found myself in the private elevator that led to Damon’s penthouse. A suitcase was in my hand and I had a duffel flung on one shoulder with a backpack flung around the other. When the doors to the elevator opened in his house, I stepped out, only to see him already in the living room.As though he had been waiting for me, he stood up at my arrival. “Why didn’t you call me to come pick…” his words trailed off when he saw the things I’d come with. He cocked his head to the side. “What are these?”“Uh, my things?” I asked sheepishly.“I can see that, Dahlia. The question is what they’re doing here.”My lips formed an automatic pout. “You said the offer was there whenever I wanted it.”“Have you come to live with me, Dahlia?” I nodded slowly and a slow grin spread across his face. “You should have enjoyed your freedom a bit more. Do you know that we’ll live toget
Dahlia Carrington~•~I turned around to see that the newcomer was none other than Clementine. “Prisha started those rumors?” She asked me and I nodded. I’d wanted to keep it quiet so things wouldn’t get awkward, but Prisha wasn’t remorseful and I wasn’t going to stay quiet for her sake.“Why are you guys acting like I did something wrong?” She yelled which startled me and made me jump away from her. “You were fucking your professor, were you not? You were so lost in your little world that you even did things like that in the classroom like a cheap slut. I know Roman had evidence but you found a way to get rid of it. That must have been what you were crying about that night, right?”I knew I had said this a million times at this point but I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t know she hated me this much. How had I lived with her for months when she secretly hated me? I cried in their presence and I wondered what was going through her head whenever she consoled me, if she ever did that is.“
Dahlia Carrington~•~I wasn’t stupid enough to keep this from Damon this time. The last time I did that, it resulted in us almost breaking up. It didn’t matter that we broke up after the issue was resolved. The point was that he was also in the picture and he deserved to know.My leg bounced on the ground impatiently. Any moment from now, Rowan’s brother would call us and tell us what he found out about the post and I was scared to find out the truth.Damon placed his hand on my knee to stop the bouncing, drawing my attention to him. “Don’t worry, we’ll find out who did this.”“I know,” I responded. “That is what scares me.”The truth didn’t care about how I felt because, in the next second, Damon’s phone rang. He answered the call and placed it on speaker. “My secretary said the IP address was traced to her house.” My breathing hitched at the revelation, confirming what I feared. “It was posted on an iPhone X.”I closed my eyes and sank my head on the couch. Only two people used an
Dahlia Carrington~•~“You guys look so good together,” Aurelie said in awe when she saw the pictures we took from our date the next week. “And he looks so hot holding a gun.”I’d sneaked a shot at him when he was teaching me what to do and how to hold the gun and I couldn’t even lie. Aurelie was right. He looked hot as fuck looking armed and dangerous. “Tell me the date ended in him blowing your back out.”My blush was the only answer she needed. We were busy talking when Prisha came out of her room. “Hey, Dahlia. Can you help me with your phone? I need to send an urgent text to my mom and mine just died.”“Is anything the matter?” I asked as I took my phone from Aurelie and handed it to her.“Nothing too serious. You know how dramatic my mom is if I don’t get back to her on time.”Prisha’s mother was the typical Asian who fussed about everything. If Prisha hadn’t replied to her immediately, she would think Prisha was lying somewhere dead in a ditch.There was electricity and I wond
Dahlia Carrington ~•~My second semester was going a lot smoother than my first. All rumors about me had died down and people would rather talk about what they did on their holiday than some random girl in psychology.I had seen Roman only once since I came back and it seemed like he had finally given up. He did tell me he had something to tell me about the rumors last year but I didn’t give him a listening ear. I wasn’t interested in anything he had to say when our last encounter ended up with him choking me right before my exams.It was a bummer not being able to see Damon at school anymore though, but it was a good thing since we didn’t have to be so secretive anymore. We could finally go on dates and not be scared about someone seeing us. We could finally stop tiptoeing in a city as large as New York. “Where are you guys going?” Aurelie asked me on a Friday afternoon. I had the whole day off from school and luckily, so did Damon. Since he was busy settling into the new college, w