★★★★ 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
★★★★ As the morning light began to seep into the room, Jasmine woke not from the daylight but from a strong, insistent sensation on her body. Blinking sleepily, she opened her eyes to find Damon sucking her breast, his hand possessively resting on her thigh. She could feel his arousal pressing against her leg. Instantly, she jolted up, her voice sharp with shock. "What the hell are you trying to do so early in the morning?" Damon lifted his face from her breast, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I'm just getting my protein for the day," he said, smirking before taking in her breast again in his mouth. Jasmine's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and irritation. She pushed him away with more force than she intended. "You're a fucking pervert! Ugh!" She quickly got out of bed, realizing her nakedness. Grabbing the sheet, she wrapped it around herself, glaring at him. "Where are my clothes?" Damon propped himself up on one elbow, an amused and satisfied smile playing at the c
★★★★ "Enter," Grandfather said. His tone was old but authoritative. Cindy stepped in and stood at the door, her face a mixture of frustration and sadness. "I am tired, Grandpa. Damon is not the person you think he will become after marriage. I prepared food, and I waited like a good wife should, but he disappointed me again," Cindy's voice trembled with the weight of her stress and disappointment. "My girl, what happened? What did he do now?" Grandfather asked, his tone softening with concern. "I've seen you making food for him. Has he been rude to you?" His love for Cindy was as strong as his love for Damon, and seeing her distressed pained him. "Rude? No," Cindy replied, shaking her head. "He didn’t even come home. He promised he would, which is why he forced me to leave the party early. My friend said he left the party soon after me, but he didn’t come here, nor did he go back to the villa. Where could he have gone? How can I not know where he is?" Grandfather sighed deeply, le
★★★★Jasmine rolled her eyes, focusing on finding a pan to cook the sausages. "Flattery won't get you anywhere, Damon. I still dislike you."Damon's smile widened, clearly enjoying the banter. "I know. But I have to admit, the more you show your dislike for me, the more determined I feel to win you over."Jasmine ignored him, heating the pan and tossing the sausages in with a sizzle. She grabbed some eggs and started cracking them into a bowl, her movements brisk and efficient.Damon continued to watch her, his expression growing more thoughtful. "You know, Jasmine, you're different from anyone I've ever met. I like that about you."Jasmine paused for a moment, then resumed her cooking without responding. She wasn't ready to let her guard down just yet."Why are you so determined to keep me at arm's length?" Damon asked, his tone more serious.Jasmine sighed, turning to face him briefly. "Because I know how you operate. You charm everyone, and then you move on. I’m not interested in b