I hope you enjoyed this chapter? I had a lot of fun writing it. What do you think about Sasha and Damian? Thank you for reading!
The intensity of the daylight pouring through the blinds slowly woke Sasha. As she yawned and stretched, the ache in her body, which was more pronounced at the center of her thighs, reminded her of how she’d had her senses absolutely blistered by Damian. The man had been Insatiable, waking her up c
"Jonas, please, I really need to speak to Michael," Gerald pleaded with the security man at the gate of the Hamilton residence the next day. Jonas shook his head firmly. "Please understand, Gerald. I can't let you in. Mr. Hamilton made it very clear last time that he didn't want to see you. And he
“That investigator was sent by Liam. So are you saying Liam was the one who set you up?” Michael questioned. “Yes,” Gerald nodded earnestly, thinking Michael was finally beginning to agree with him. But to his dismay, the next moment, Michael shook his head as a look of disappointment crossed his
"Hey, Anna, has Sasha still not arrived?" Desiree asked as she approached the desk of Sasha's secretary. Anna shook her head. "No, she hasn't. She hasn't called or texted either." Desiree checked her watch for the third time. It was almost ten thirty, and Sasha still hadn't shown up at work. That
"The guy turned out to be a creep even though I probably provoked him. He flipped when he wanted to take me home with him and I said no. Then he began dragging me to his car.” Sasha shuddered at the memory. “Damian was the one who saved me from him.” She paused, pursing her lips. “He and I began ar
“You should've seen the look on her face. Fucking phenomenal!" Damian let out a laugh as he narrated his little revenge to Rafael in the latter’s office. When his laughter died down, he raised a brow at Rafael, who'd been staring at him silently all this time. “Aren't you going to say anything? I
Gerald nodded in response. “Then why aren't you saying anything? What are you going to do?” Gerald thought for only a few seconds before answering. “Nothing.” “Nothing? Is this a joke?” Rafael stared at him as if wondering whether he had all his mental faculties intact. “Dude, you have the eviden
Damian parked his car in the parking lot of Hamilton Towers, feeling a surge of nervousness in his chest. His heart was pounded. Would Sasha even want to see him? He couldn't believe that he'd done that to her, but at that time, he had convinced himself that it was the best thing for him, even when