Also known as Daddy Won't Know. Scarlett could have pulled out all of her hair and screamed into the void until her lungs give out thinking about being her dad's plus one to a week long business trip on the last two weeks of her summer vacation. Then she found out that for the week they will be sharing a luxurious rental with her father's boss: Mr Blackwood, one of the most powerful men in the world who has a reputation for being ruthless, deadly, feared by anything and everything that walks and is infamous for not being particularly fond of women- And she concluded that her summer was officially ruined. Scarlett hesitantly makes the trip having convinced herself that her father's boss is probably another ugly, rich, fat, power- crazy man with a collection of tacky vintage suits and she's set on going out of her way to avoid him. That is, until on the first night, she awakens in the middle of the night and finds the muzzle of a gun pointing at her and a very tall, very naked, muscular, sexy as hell man of otherworldly gorgeousness wielding the weapon. And when he spoke in that dark, deep, velvety voice, she knew that her summer was about to get very interesting. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my bed?"
View MoreChapter Nineteen- What happens in Bassa, Stays in Bassa"Yes, she was at the office today, she wanted to see me, without an appointment." I stared on incredulously as Damien lied through his teeth while keeping a straight face. After all that has happened, I had certified myself as an expert liar, but I was so stunned and dumbfounded, I could not catch on fast enough and help him weave the lie. Dad turned to face me with this inquisitive stare that was almost shadowed by the skepticism highlighted on his face. "What were you doing at Mr Blackwood's office, Scar?" He questioned, enunciating his words slowly, which he only did when he wanted me to know that he will know if I lie to him. I wrung my fingers, giving Damien a brief side glance before bashfully lowering my head and mumbling, "I wanted to ask him for a second chance... I was not able to submit my resumè before the deadline I was given, I was too stressed out and doubted myself, but I did not want to disappoint you dad or
Chapter Eighteen- Left High And Dry- well, Wet -|-| • -| For a few minutes of my life, I felt so accomplished, I was on cloud one billion and I thought life was finally smiling back at me- now I'm just a cocktail of emotions. A lot of thoughts are doing rounds in my mind and they refuse to wear a more appealing face. At first, after Damien disappeared into the bathroom, I was brimming with excitement, I was winding myself up and imagining him giving me pleasure I have never ever received before. My mind referenced to the many sultry, eighteen plus erotica novels I have read and that made me ache for him to get out of there and just spank me or lodge a vibrator deep inside me at maximum and then order me not to cum until I feel like I'm going insane. I truly thought I was living out my older man fantasies and I was finally going to please my daddy kink- but he was sure taking his time in there and that made me get angsty. All these maddening questions erupted i
Chapter Seventeen- Bad Girls Get Punished Part Three •|•|•|"Oh my god!" I squeezed my eyes shut, my heart racing like a wild horse as we cut through traffic. It is official. I am terrified of this man. Damien Blackwood drives like a maniac, like fast and furious kind of insane driving. I was only able to put my thoughts together once the car slowed down to sixty. I swallowed nervously when I accepted that he indeed did not have a change of heart. A moment ago I thought he was taking me back to the condo but I was wrong, I have never been on this secluded road that looks like it is leading to the woods. There is something very ominous about this place and it's in the evergreen trees and they way they've grouped themselves, framing the trail and making it nearly impossible to see what's on the other side. I let out a long puff of air loudly and he gave me a brief side glance before his eyes returned to the road. I was yelling out maledictions in m
Chapter Sixteen- Bad girls get punished part 2 -• {•} •- "No, I do not want wine!" I sternly stopped Viper before he could pour the wine into the glass and he just glared at me before he gave me a choleric look that translated to, "suit yourself." And he returned the bottle inside the ice. Acid's creepy eyes shifted to me and he just shook his head like I was being a brat and I returned him a wry smile and gave him the middle finger. They really undermine my intelligence, it was actually offensive for them to have thought they'll get me that easily. Every girl knows this trick, I just knew that the wine was spiked with something to incapacitate me. I really couldn't get it. I was in a room of five, beasts of men who were armed as though I was a dangerous terrorist. Damien really got this much manpower to get rid of this "kid"? No, something was definitely up. I tapped my foot impatiently, being more vigorous with my fidgeting when I noticed how much it got on Ac
Chapter Fifteen: bad girls get punished No, this can't actually be happening to me. I actually can't believe this! Damien Blackwood kills people! This isn't one of my wild, low-key insane fantasies of him being a psycho in a suit, of him living a secret life as a ruthless mafia boss- I wasn't turned on in this situation, That's why fantasies should be just that- fantasies. This has by far been the worst day of my life, after the day I found out that mom had been shot dead. I have spent the entire day awaiting my death like some inmate on death row. Every minute I was on edge, I kept hearing that light click sound of the door closing every time I did not have my eyes on the door, I kept imagining Acid or Alessi or Spider walk in with gloves on and sinster looks on their faces, then forcefully take me to some empty field and kill me. I could not do anything, all my mind wanted to dabble on was how to convince Mr Blackwood that I am not a threat to him. After countless futile thoughts,
"You should leave." Damien tilted his face away from Charlize's and directed his focus to his laptop. He really didn't have anything important to do on that laptop, he just wanted her to leave so he can immerse himself in his thoughts.Fucking Hell they were hot… and tortuous. And Charlize didn't miss the evidence those arousing thoughts left. Charlize smirked to herself and slowly stood up, before she fell on her knees and undid the flier his dress pants. "Let me help you with this first." She licked her lips, awaiting no response, no permission from him before her hand wrapped around his shaft and squeezed his throbbing meat. He was really not feeling her tonight, but he only allowed her to strech her lips and watched his dick sink into her warm mouth because he hated masturbating and he needed release.When she was done, she gladly took her leave and he decided to get to work so he can stop thinking about her, and he had done it; he had managed to distract his mind, which was no ea
Chapter Thirteen: More to it than she'll ever knowIt was not odd to find Damien Blackwood here on a Friday night, in this office, sitting on the swivel, fine, white leather chair and enjoying premium, well- aged whisky. Old Boy was his favourite. It had a vicious, yet gratifying kick to it and it left an unforgettable flavour on the throat that only lingered for half a second and tempted another drink. Like every other man, he desired only the finest, most exquisite entertainment which is discreetly and expertly organised, that's why he preferred Cubia Morne. Cubia Morne was a nightclub for the elites, the most expensive there is in the world; it was only affordable to the richest of the rich. He actually owned the club, he knew of all it's operations; those that were by the book, and those that were illegal- that's why he trusted that here, his after- dark affairs will not reach the wrong ears or eyes and make it to the media. He was here on a Thursday night because he needed to un
Chapter Twelve: I can take it, deep down my throat I jerked away, my breath hitched in my throat and I froze. I could imagine them, his piercing eyes cutting into the back of my head, I could imagine them alight with only the most undesirable emotions and that made me dread facing him. Shit! How was I going to explain myself to him? This is quite embarrassing, not a good look on me at all. "I wasn't doing anything." I rehearsed my defense in my head. I hadn't touched him yet, he can't accuse me of- wait… what did he even see? I slowly turned my head towards his form and my eyes rose to his face and much to my surprise; he looked to be just as deeply asleep as he was a minute ago, his eyes were still closed and his breathing was calm and steady. Like how does he do that? Like how does he know the things he knows? How did he know I was in the kitchen that night when I am certain that he did not see me? It is like he has some supernatural powers or something. I watched him closely fo
Chapter Eleven: I know you're watching "What are you planning to do once I get in there?" I asked in a leery tone, but the seductive undertone was subtle enough to not appear desperate.He scoffed as I pulled the covers aside, "I don't know what you think this is-" "A kidnapping perhaps?" I cut him off, placing my head on the pillow and facing the ceiling. He had turned his back to me and he was closer to the edge, so he had left a good amount of space between us, but I was still very unnerved by the reality that I was in the same bed with him. "I have a feeling that you are not going to let me go anytime soon, or at least soon enough." Coming to think of it, I was not in shackles, tied up to a chair or something, but I was being held here against my will. Imagine that, my father's boss kidnapped me! I was careful not to sound too serious so I do not appear to be a threat to him, although he hasn't done anything to make me afraid of him, Damien Blackwood is still a very unpredictab
FULL SYNOPSIS He is much older, very much out of limits and very dangerous. {::!::}My breath hitched and I immediately froze in place when the lights went on and subsequently after the door was locked.Shit!I was too scared to turn around and face him, but I could hear his steady, strong, footfalls getting nearer and nearer, until I felt cold metal press into my temple. Undoubtedly that was the muzzle of his gun he had to my head."We really have to stop meeting like this, little one," his deep voice came out gruffly and in strong waves and I could feel myself shrinking and my walls clenching as he leaned into me and brought his lips to my earlobe, "what are you doing in my room, miss Ross?" He sounded extremely dangerous and that was such a huge turn on to me. I was trembling, terrified of what he might do to me, but he was also making me wet."I- I- I h-had forgotten s-s-something-" I stuttered like an idiot, getting weaker and weaker at the k...
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