Mr Dave swift, eyes were fixed on mine and I knew I needed to be very careful with my words. I couldn't afford to lose my face in public. Mr Swift asked to see Irene, even after I informed him she was resting after a stressful day. He calmed down and sat halfway on the sofa. We sat in silence and waited for who would raise a conversation. Finally, he cleared his throat and called me like he was my boss. “Damien, you were at my place a few days ago and the story I was told and what you told the public didn't click. What games are you playing with my child? “ his voice was almost sharper than that of a simba. His questions threw me off balance, I felt like hitting myself in the head. I didn't think this through. With millions of questions bruising through my head, I managed to keep a composure. “I don't understand what you mean by games sir" I acted clueless. The looks in his eyes would have killed me at a glance. I maintained my pace and allowed him swall
“Baby, how are you feeling now? Are you ok? Come here honey" Damien extended his hands, and pulled me to his arms. I was surprised but I had gotten used to his double sided face. I played along and leaned on him. It was comforting and his hands on my back rubbing them eased my stress. “Play along" Damien whispered softly. He pulled me gently and took me to take his seat. He bent down in front of Me and offered me water. “Baby, your eyes are swollen and your allergy hasn't calmed down yet! Who woke you up?" Damien asked like a concerned husband. I stared at the glass in my hand and saw a glimpse of my reflection. I really had a swollen face. I played along and touched his face telling him I am fine but Damien wouldn't stop. My dad grew more pissed as he watched the scene in front of him. “Can you stop all this! Irene, you don't have to pretend because of him. Daddy is here… .. “ “What do you mean dad?" I stopped my Dad halfway. My dad took his seat and explained i
Jerry grabbed my big boobs, fondling them in his hands. I was nowhere near cloud 1,I was on cloud 9 at this moment. He took my left nipple in his mouth and licked over it with his tongue. I squeezed the bed sheets and found my legs curling at this beautiful sensation . His tongue performed magic on my nipple and I felt like screaming in pleasure. He bit my nipples softly before he finally put one of them in his mouth. I held his head against my breast as he sucked on it. It was a beautiful feeling that I never wanted to stop. “Knock knock knock knock" the intense moment was interrupted by an idiot on the door. “Who is it? Tell me it is important" I yelled, pushing Jerry off softly. “Ma'am it's about Damien! The rumors are true, he is married" Patrick informed from the door. I immediately tossed Jerry away and searched for something to wear. My pussy died up immediately, this was more important. “Hey! Can we finish first? Come on! Am still hard like a rock, and
My eyes noticed a woman sitting next to Damien on the screen. “What is going on here?" I turned to Patrick, almost taking off his head. Patrick moved away from me as I threw the glass in my hand at him. “Ma'am, I was about to tell you. The rumors were true, he is married" Patrick said. My whole body went stiff. I couldn't believe what I just heard. Damien? My Damien!!. I yelled and cried my eyes out. My wailings attracted Jerry. He ran to me and hugged me. “What's wrong babe?" He was all over and it irritated me even more. I pushed him away but he kept coming. “Stay away!!" I yelled. My reaction shocked Jerry, he walked to Patrick who explained everything to him. Jerry looked broken and he had no words. He paced around till he couldn't keep it in anymore. “What is all this? Are we still over this babe? What is it about this prince that you can't get over? For hell sake, it's been five fucking years! Five years!! Get over it" Jerry yelled to my face. I responde
My heart beat was faster than a moving train. Damien was unpredictable and I was scared of his reaction. Just like he read my mind, he chuckled. “You don't have to be like that, I just want to help" I rolled over facing the ceiling, placing my hands on my head."Here, it hurts badly” I explained, trying hard to express myself with my breaking voice. Before I finished my sentence, Damien was sorting out pills from the shelf beside the bed. He got down from bed to get water from the dispenser. Damien sat beside me and in reflex, I sat up giving him room to sit properly. " Open up” he instructed, more like a command. I opened my mouth like an obedient little child and swallowed the pill. Damien sitting next to me gave me chills, I could not understand what sort of feeling I had, but it made me uncomfortable. Still lost in space, Damien adjusted himself closer and placed his hands on my head. Cold. His hands were soft and cold. “Stay still" his voice comma
“Let's talk Irene. I want us to talk about this" his voice was commanding. Damien unknowingly ticked the perfect man trait on my list. A dominating man. I have always desired a man who wouldn't treat me like an equal. Andy worshiped me, he adores me and I found it unattractive in a man. I grew up with a loving father who cared, protected and made decisions for me. I enjoyed it and I grew up demanding that from any man that picked interest in me. I grew up as an independent woman, but it didn't fill up the space. That part of me was empty. At this moment, I admired Damien. I silently wished we met in a more pleasing manner and our relationship was not fake. I wished that we had real romance and connection instead of a relationship bonded by paper. “Are you scared of me? Or you are shy?" He asked, stroking my hair gently. I lifted my tongue and the right words came out. "You scare me. Sometimes I don't know when you switch. You have never treated me nicely, whe
I snapped my fingers at his face and he bowed his head apologizing. “I'm sorry boss. But if I am to be honest, I feel she is yet to know you better sir" he explained sipping another vodka. His words softened my heart, I found truth in all he had said. " What do you suggest I do? “. My question turned tables around. I have been the one calling the shots and making suggestions. Raymond was surprised, I have never asked for his suggestion ever, even when he makes suggestions, I rephrase them. "Sir, it depends on what you want sir" he stammered. Our conversation was getting more interesting. I signaled him to go on and he sighed softly. “I mean boss, you are concerned about how she feels, it's not supposed to be so sir, you are both bonded by a contract. If you want to stick by the contract, you shouldn't care about how she sees you, if you want something more with her, you can start by spending time getting to know each other better". Raymond looked around after his
Irene! Irene melted my heart at that instant. Irene is selfless. She whined in pain again and I could do nothing about it. I laid Chole's bed and commanded Irene to rest on the sofa. Irene nodded and laid on the sofa. Chole got out of the bathroom and stood on her mini stool in front of the mirror. I dried her body and dried her hair. “Daddy, why are you helping me get ready today?" Chole asked, turning to me. “Baby, Irene is going to rest today, I will be getting you ready ok?" I responded by kissing her hair. I got to her wardrobe and it was neatly arranged. Chole's underwear were new. I knew immediately it was Irene's doing. I helped Chole change into her outfit and it was time to style her hair. I tried so many things but It wasn't working. Irene stood up and helped out. “Irene, will you pick me up today?" Chole asked cutely. Irene was about to respond when I interrupted. “Come here princess" I took her to bed and made her sit. “Irene and I will be gone for