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Falling for my mate's killer Twenty six
ISHTARDamian went quiet after my last question, and it only heightened the anxiety I had been feeling all night long. The more the silence seemed to linger, the more I wanted answers.Nothing about him added up, and his name wasn't in the books. I did my research a while ago and realized Alfred had a song, but that son wasn't Damian. The person died years ago, and it was Reiss' father, and that was why I'd been too careful to ask Reiss about it himself. I was afraid it'd bring up memories that he might have wanted to forget.Damian scoffed, seeming ready to give me a response like the world had paused when I asked the question. It was as if his brain hadn't processed it at the time. "Hiding something? What could I possibly be hiding?"I shrugged, "I don't know. Something about you is so shady, but I don't…know what it is yet. There's just so many plot holes in your story?""I see…" He shook his head, "The question now is if I care enough to explain anything to you. Your curiosity is
Falling for my mate's killer Twenty seven.
DAMIAN.I've messed up again. I've messed up the entire night, and there was no going back. I'd let my emotions lead me, and the more I did that, the more I seemed to fall deeper into this bottomless pit.I didn't know what to call this attraction. The need to hold her close, the need to be in close contact with her, the undying urge to always hear her talk. Where did all of those come from?The gala had been my undoing, and as I walked out of my room, which was against everything my heart wanted, I found myself prancing in my room. I hated how similar this was to the first time, and what I would despise the most was having the same thing happen all over again. An impossible kind of love that burns into pain and betrayal.I didn't want that anymore. I kicked my shoes and kicked off the jacket. I threw it on the chair and sat at the edge of the bed, my hand ruffling my hair. I sighed tiredly. The problem at hand wasn't Ishtar. It was Minerva and how she was somehow manifested in Ishta
Falling for my mate's killer Twenty eight.
ISHTAR."Yes, why?" Why? I couldn't wrap my head around how fast his behavior changed. One minute, he has me thinking we could be something. I had no idea what that thing was, but something.The next minute, he's acting like this. Unapproachable, emotionlessly, mean, stone cold, and even when I look into his eyes, I wouldn't see anything that I saw yesterday. It was like staring into an abyss. "I had been studying all day," I began, sounding as lovely as possible. Even in the dark, his imposing frame stood tall, his stance unwavering.I could see that his fists were clenched. Like he's being tormented. Was holding a conversation with me this difficult? I pushed down the bile in my throat and kept talking, "Who knew reading would be so exhausting?"Indulge me. Talk to me. Say something, anything. Damian responded with silence. Too much of it that it hurts, and I didn't want to bring up this morning either and how he'd turned me down after all it took to prepare a better meal.I didn't
Falling for my mate's killer Twenty nine
DAMIAN."Holy shit!" she screamed, and I could tell she was getting closer to her release. The sound of her moans fueled me, and I picked up the pace, thrusting in harder until she couldn't take it anymore. Ruby's entire body shook as her orgasm hit, and I thrust in faster, grabbing her by the hip and deepening my thrust. I leaned back, directing my movements as I thumped in and out of her. I hit her G-spot. "Yes, there," she urged me. "Oh, God! Oh.."I slammed against her again, hitting the same spot over and over. "Oh, Damian." she panted, and I felt her juice pool down her pussy, soaking my dick.Her moans rang out, and the thick grunts tumbled from my lips. I couldn't help it. I was going to explode inside her any minute from now, and I didn't want to—Not yet, at least. I tried to prolong it for as long as I could, but it didn't work out. She was so fucking tight that her pussy was squeezing the life out of me. I couldn't hold back anymore.I slammed into her faster, losing m
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty.
ISHTAR.My eyes fluttered open as I moved to the side of the bed, but I didn't feel Damian's presence next to me. I didn't want to stand up too fast and actually admit that he wasn't by my side anymore.A part of me was hoping that by the time I'd open my eyes, he'd be right next to me. I didn't get why he'd leave. My hands rubbed his side of the bed and clutched the bedsheet tightly.Not after last night. Why'd he leave like that? I let time slip by for a while before I finally sat up, leaning against the headrest. My entire body ached from last night, and even while I said I wasn't sure of it. I think I'm in love with him.Wasn't that too illogical? We had sex, yeah, because I urged him to do it. Could that even mean we were different from what we were yesterday? Was that why he got home and left so early? Did his feelings change?I didn't know. I knew nothing. How foolish of me? Still, with the hurt and the way my heart pounded in my chest, I'd do the same thing over and over agai
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty one.
DAMIAN Even as I drove, I couldn't help but wonder at the back of my mind what Ishtar would think of me when she found out about this. The best thing to do in this situation was to prevent her from finding out, and that solely depended on my finding. If I found her grandmother, then I might be forced to explain my actions to her. If it was the opposite, then she didn't have to know. I wasn't quite sure if I was doing more harm than good— that is, if I were to consider what her feelings would be in this. And that was why I wasn't doing that— not yet, not today. Taking one last glance at the address, I pursed my lips and tried to stabilize my thoughts. Right now, I didn't have to think about Ishtar or anyone else. I'd come this far for a reason, and it certainly wasn't by considering people's feelings. Even with this justification, I still struggled with the tiny voice at the back of my mind. The address led me to a desolate state highway, somewhere I hadn't ever been before, but th
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty two.
DAMIAN "Damian, it's me…"Chills skittered down my spine, and her voice sent goosebumps crawling all over my arms. I stilled against the chair and watched her stand up and moved towards where I was seated.It was happening again. Minerva. I found that I was rooted in the seat by fear, deep-seated and embedded deeply inside of me because, yet again, I had to face the demon of my past. I think it was all I'd been fighting all this while.Her movement was slow and her arms were reaching out, pointed forward. Each step she took made my breath hitch, and behind those eyes, there wasn't anything I recognized, not even Minerva. This was a kind of possession that I hadn't gotten to the root of yet.Fear sat on my shoulders, and anxiety dipped its claw into my chest, twisting and turning without mercy. Beads of sweat broke out on my forehead as I struggled to get out of my seat and knocked down a glass cup in the process. It fell to the tiled floor and shattered, but Ishtar- no, Minerva paid
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty three.
ISHTARI woke up in a dimly lit room, nestled in the warmth of Damian's arms. Confusion washed over me as I realized I had passed out, my last memory a blurry haze. Panic gripped my heart, and I stammered, "Damian, what... What happened to me?"I remembered making dinner and waiting for him. I could vividly recall the moment he had walked in, too, but after that, I couldn't remember anything else. It was as though that part of my brain was wiped clean.His silence hung heavy in the air, and he only looked at me. I'd seen Damian look disturbed before, but this was the worst of it all. His keen eyes bored into mine like he was searching for something.We were on the floor by the dining table. There was a blockage in my mind every time I tried to remember what happened. He finally asked, after I tried to wriggle out of his grip. "Do you remember what you said to me, Ishtar?"I looked up at him, my eyes searching for answers, but I couldn't find any. "I... I don't remember," I admitted,
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Falling for my mate's killer Forty five
ISHTAR"It's okay, it's all gonna be fine," I muttered as I patted his back. "Abby would be so surprised when she walks in on us like this." I loved being in his arms. It felt like the nicest thing to happen to me in a long long while, and I missed him so much. I missed us. I was so captivated by his scent that I leaned in and let myself fall deeper into it, my eyes tightly shut as I continued to hug him.Our moment ended when Abby called out to me. She'd been in my room to shower, and now she was out. Finally, they could meet. I reluctantly pulled away from Damian, but something felt different — like he pulled away first. His hands slid down my back. "Abby?" I called out as I turned, my face flushed. I was nervous, and I knew she'd tease me a lot for it when we were alone together. "Meet Damian."Damian. He was quiet. Awfully quiet, and it terrified me to turn to me. I sucked my teeth and moved my feet unsteadily. I could feel it cooking inside of me already. Unrest, sadness, everyt
Falling for my mate's killer Forty four.
DAMIANI placed my phone screen down after responding to Ishtar's texts, and I was still curious as to whom she was letting in, but some issues were more pressing— like the situation that I was in right now.That wait wasn't over, and from the look of things, it didn't seem like it'd end anytime soon. I was pulsating in my seat, my feet relentlessly tapping as I waited in the quiet restaurant. The paper was crumpled up in my hand, and I straightened it, trying to see if there was any information I needed. It felt like I was so close, but I had also taken a few steps back. I barely even understood what was going on anymore, and that somehow granted me the strength to wait longer— because I knew that I had to find answers; there wasn't a way in hell I'd leave with nothing. I'd spend the night here if I had to.As desperation was always followed by frustration, my blood seemed to boil hotter as minutes passed by. My legs wouldn't stop shaking either, so I stood up and began to rummage
Falling for my mate's killer Forty three.
ISHTARThe sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room as I went about my household chores. Dishes clinked together as I washed them, the rhythmic sound serving as a backdrop to my thoughts. But in reality, my mind was a thousand miles away, far from the mundane tasks at hand.My thoughts were consumed by Damian, his presence lingering in every corner of my consciousness. The moments we had shared during our recent vacation in Samoa played on a loop in my mind. The laughter, the stolen glances, and the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled were etched into my memory.Meeting his friend was also a part of it. I couldn't pull my mind away from those thoughts and the happiness I felt when it happened. Why, then, did I still feel like something was missing? Like I was left in the dark, and every moment I thought I'd crawled out of, it just became that I sunk deeper.Something about Damian didn't add up, and I was tired of making all these excuses in my mind. The
Falling for my mate's killer Forty two.
DAMIAN.I must have fallen in love with her a little more after her drunken fit from last night. My God, she was adorable, and I was worried that she'd get sick. I had reprimanded Reiss that morning, probably way more than I should, for getting her in trouble.She wasn't a kid, I know, but it left me tossing and turning for a while, knowing that I was enough protection for her. Even when I remembered all the things I was keeping from her, I couldn't help but feel like shit. Like real shit because she didn't deserve it, any of it.We arrived yesterday, and things fell back into place, not us though. I was stuck in the middle of making small and big decisions like should I ask her to dinner this evening? Should I make her a cup of coffee this morning?Would it be too much if I looked at her and said she was beautiful? I wanted to do everything I wasn't supposed to do. Even now that I'd barely left her for five minutes, I still couldn't manage to swing my thoughts away from her. Ishtar h
Falling for my mate's killer Forty one.
ISHTARI was Minerva again, and I registered it in my head. This was only a dream, but even while I was aware of it being a dream, I couldn't control the narrative. I was simply a pawn in a bigger— way bigger game.I looked up at the sky outside the house where I was. It was a full moon already, but cloudy skies surrounded the moon, and there were no stars in sight. It was quiet, way quiet, and all I heard was crickets and my sighs.I saw myself waiting for someone. My fingers tapped aggressively against the wooden floor, and my heart wouldn't stop racing. All my thoughts were faced in one direction, and the person I was waiting for dominated over my mind. There was a yearning that I couldn't explain, and as time slipped by, I found myself looking towards the direction of the door, my eyes lingering on it and the want burning me alive.Anticipation could be my greatest enemy yet. I found that my legs wouldn't still so I tried to take control by walking around the room instead. It was
Falling for my mate's killer Forty.
DAMIAN.Reiss, that loud mouth of his, and the way he spewed the question like it couldn't do potential damage. Even as I sat before my desk, pretending to focus on the unarranged pile of mess that I called paperworks before me, I could barely concentrate on anything.I keep thinking about what I could have done or said differently. The image on her face when she tiredly walked to the door with Reiss haunted it and I knew it would stay on my mind for a while. What was wrong with me? Yes, I like her. Yes, I like her. I imagined myself saying that to Reiss, and it worked out well in my head. I could have just said so, and I would have hurt her less. Everything would have been better off, and I'd be able to pull myself out of these thoughts.Now, I couldn't concentrate, and I was on my second bottle of beer. I stood up and went to the windows where the landscape spread endlessly, and I sighed, pressing the can in my hands. I was tired of everything and how I always seemed to hit a brick
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty nine.
ISHTAR."Well, well, well…"I lost a half the fragment of my mind when the lights clicked on, and Reiss appeared before us, obviously humored by our position. I didn't know whether or not to fume that he scared me or that he'd just snatched the chance I had to kiss Damian. God knows when I'd get to kiss him again when we get back home.I was stunned and speechless, and I watched Damian's hands slowly slip from my sides as he sighed exasperatedly and muttered something I couldn't understand underneath his breath. I think we were both mad at the interruption, not at the fact that Reiss found us kissing.Reiss leaned against the door frame and kept his sheepish smile intact, and for the first time in a while, I actually did want to knock it off his pretty face. I clenched my fist and tilted my head to move away the tendrils on my face. I heaved a broken sigh, and a small laugh followed it, "Reiss, howdy?""Howdy?" Damian echoed. "What are you, fifty?" He was being too adorable, and I did
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty eight.
DAMIAN."So, is it a yes?" She looked up at me as I hugged her. She was too adorable to say not to. I couldn't find it in me to decline her request, even though I'd been thinking about it myself.Maybe two more days wouldn't hurt. I mean, what was the worst that could happen? We've already hit different bottoms, and although I was standing on an edge right now, I didn't mind. "Hm, hm," I nodded, smiling down at the adorable entity whose arms were wrapped around me. Reiss had left the Resort to tour the beach immediately after the movie. Leaving Ishtar and I. The silence hung in the air, and I could feel things begin to become awkward between us. And I didn't want to do anything with her. It was as though as I was too scared to touch her because I cared about her so much.There was an undeniable tension in the air, one that I couldn't help but acknowledge. I cared about her deeply, and the fear of overstepping boundaries made it awkward to initiate any physical contact.I decided to
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty seven
ISHTAR.This day would be perfect if Damian were here. I knew he'd never watch a movie with us like this, but at least I'd know that he was within earshot, and that alone would feel good.I was watching a horror movie franchise with Reiss in the home Cinema. It was the most comfortable thing I'd ever come across, and I can't even begin to explain how good it made me feel. The TV was the biggest I'd ever seen in my life while the surroundings were set like a bedroom, although dark.Reiss and I shared a blanket, and he spooked me by trembling his legs from time to time. It was fun and thrilling, unlike anything I'd ever experienced, yet it felt incomplete. I found myself drifting off and asking myself why Damian brought me here with him just to run off and start working.Was that his genius plan from the beginning? Was this never a vacation to begin with? The voices in my head wouldn't stop giving me answers, and just as I wasn't quite clear on his identity, there was so much doubt in m
