★★★★Hearing that, Jasmine felt a little awkward as she did not know why her absence would bother him.Damon stopped in front of Jasmine, his eyes meeting hers, but no emotion those cold eyes were expressing."Let me go, I will not meet him!" Jasmine's voice trembled, her chest heaving up and down as a chill trailed down her spine. She couldn't help but think what if this madman again tried to harm Nadia and Ceece? No, she could not allow this to happen."Doesn't matter what you want or not," Damon said coldly, "I know how to settle the mercurial situation. Either you listen to me, or I will make you listen. And about Harley—I made him bloodied with my fists; next time, I will snatch his life with my bullet."Jasmine's eyes widened in horror. Desperation fueled her next move as she suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. Damon froze, shocked by the unexpected gesture. His anger momentarily vanished into thin air.He paused, his body stiff, giving her time to speak, b
★★★★★ Jasmine found the medicine box in a cabinet and stepped out of the bathroom. As Damon was sitting with his back to her, she noticed a large tattoo on his back, along with some fresh bruises. Concerned, she couldn't help but ask, "Did you fight with Harley before coming here?" "Why? Are you feeling bad for him?" Damon snapped, glancing over his shoulder with narrowed eyes. Jasmine let out an exasperated sigh as she walked toward Damon. She had learned that keeping her mouth shut around him was often the best course of action. Otherwise, he had a knack for twisting her words into something entirely different. "Are you willing to answer the question you were asked?" Damon demanded, clearly agitated. He seemed to think she was worried about his wounds. "No, I’m saving my energy that will vaporize if I waste it talking to you," Jasmine retorted through gritted teeth. Damon's expression darkened, his displeasure evident. "Why can't you be a little kinder and gentler, like you are
★★★★"Are you sure?" Damon asked, his tone heavy with desire. Her wet eyes, filled with both fear and defiance, only fueled his urge to possess her."What you’re doing is forcing me," Jasmine said angrily, struggling to break free, but he was too strong.Damon's grip tightened slightly, his face inches from hers. "Forcing you? Jasmine, you drive me to this. Every time you defy me, every time you push me away, it only makes me want you more."Jasmine glared at him, her chest heaving with anger and fear. "Wanting me doesn’t give you the right to control me. I’m not some toy for you to play with, Damon."His eyes softened slightly, but his hold remained firm. "I don’t want to control you, Jasmine. I want to be with you. But you make it so damn hard."She scoffed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, I’m sorry if my desire for freedom and respect inconveniences you."Damon’s jaw clenched, a flash of frustration crossing his face. "It’s not about inconvenience. It’s about understanding th
★★★★ Damon's eyes softened as he noticed Jasmine’s sudden dizziness, concern evident in his tone. "You’re dizzy. What happened suddenly?" His gaze fell on a set of nail marks on her hand, his worry deepening. "Who did this to you?" he demanded, grabbing her hand gently but firmly. Jasmine, who had been faking a stomachache to create some distance, saw an opportunity to turn her pretense into reality. "Your girlfriend's best friend did this," she said, her voice trembling. "She told me that if I dare to see you again, she will ruin me and my family." Jasmine's voice broke slightly, adding a touch of vulnerability that she hoped would convince him. Damon's expression darkened, a mix of anger and protectiveness flashing in his eyes. Jasmine tried hard to maintain her expression. She looked away as if ashamed. "Maybe I am weak," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "I think I should go home. I can't handle this right now. Could you please call a cab for me?" Damon's anger was palp
★★★★Paul and Layla reached home, but they stayed in the car for a moment because Layla wanted to talk to Paul about his unusual mood."Babe, not talking to me won't help me understand what's going on with you. If you're still upset about my blabbering about Jasmine, I'm really sorry for that. But I need you to talk to me," Layla said softly.Paul sighed. "I'm not angry with you, Layla. I'm just a little tired, that's why I'm so quiet. Go inside and we'll talk tomorrow," he said, glancing at her before looking back at the road.Layla sighed in frustration. She leaned over to kiss him, but it landed on the side of his head instead of his lips. She sat back in her seat and said, "Let's go hiking this weekend. I think it will lift our spirits.""Yes, we should," Paul replied with a tight-lipped smile.Layla nodded, opened the door, and got out of the car. Paul watched her until she disappeared inside the house before driving away in the opposite direction.His mind was racing, unable to
★★★★ "Well, it's not a kind thought God would appreciate or fulfill," Damon said from behind her, making Jasmine jump at the suddenness of his presence. "Holy God!" Jasmine spat, whirling around. "What the fuck, Damon!" She quickly placed her hand over her eyes. "Why are you standing there naked?" Damon chuckled, unfazed by her reaction. "Well, it is a bathroom, and people do get naked in here. I don't think I need to explain the procedure of taking a bath to you," he said nonchalantly, his eyes lingering on Jasmine's flushed skin and her semi-wet dress from the steam in the room. Jasmine lowered her hand slightly, peeking out to see if Damon had made any attempt to cover himself. When she saw he hadn't, she turned around again, her frustration mounting. "You could have at least given me a heads-up before strutting around like that," she muttered. Damon shrugged, stepping closer. "You're overreacting, Jasmine. It's not like you haven't seen a naked man before." Jasmine gritted he
★★★★Jasmine was flabbergasted hearing that from his mouth. Momentarily, her heart began beating rapidly in her ribcage as her sight grasped the intensity of his gaze. Damon could no longer hold back his desire for Jasmine. He took a step closer, and before she could react, he captured her lips in a passionate kiss under the cascading water of the shower. His hand moved swiftly to her bare arms, guiding them to his neck. Instinctively, Jasmine wrapped her arms around him, clinging to him for support."Damon," she murmured against his lips, her voice a mix of surprise and longing. "What are you doing?""I can't hold back anymore, Jasmine," Damon whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "I've wanted you for so long. You have no idea what you do to me."The warmth of his breath sent shivers down her spine, and she could feel his urgency, his need. He deepened the kiss, his lips moving with a fervor that was both intoxicating and overwhelming. Jasmine found herself melting into him, her i
★★★★Damon took in her flushed skin and her satisfied face. He gave her time to catch her breath, even though he was hardened like steel, while the desire in his eyes deepened, a craving consuming his thoughts. The only thing he could see was having Jasmine completely.Jasmine opened her eyes and stared at Damon's face, realizing how intimately he had touched her, as if no boundaries had ever existed between them. Despite the initial shock, the sensation was deeply satisfying, igniting an unfamiliar but intense longing she had never truly encountered before."We shouldn't stop," Damon murmured, his voice husky with desire. His gaze traced a path from her eyes to her lips, then further down to her breast. Jasmine felt a rush of embarrassment and instinctively covered herself with her hand.Damon's head tilted as he closed the distance between them, his arm encircling her waist. "You are beautiful in my eyes. You can hide them, but you can't remove them from my thoughts," he said softly