{ Lily } Lately, a lot more people approach me when I'm out with Brian. I think it's because of all the pictures he keeps uploading, people think they know us or something, their questions about Damon are a lot more personal. And Brian always is very nice, even when he's asking people to give us space, so that makes people trust he won't bark at them. We tried to have a nice day today, but it just stressed me out a lot. The only thing that saved me was Damon, texting me and making me smile. Talking to Damon relaxed me, which is fucking crazy to say. "Can you pay, by the way?" I ask Brian when we finish eating lunch, "I don't have any money." "Oh... right. Of course," he says and pulls his wallet out. I always offered to pay everything since it's the fair thing to do when you have so much money you don't know what to do with it, but I can't pay now that I’m poor, "Do you think that was a good idea, by the way? To give your mom all your cards? I mean, how are you going to pay f
"The big one, the 'T' shaped one," I say. Harry hums and nods, looking away for a second as if he’s in deep thought, "So, after out fight, I got all dramatic and I returned the cards she gave me, because the money is hers and I wanted a clean cut, you know? But I really don't want to be poor, so... if you could give me some money, I'd appreciate that a lot. I'll go to work more often if you want me to." Harry just looks at me with confused eyes. "What about your trust fund? That belongs to you, not her," He says, I just blink, "I have a trust fund set for you and I've been adding more money since you started working in Horizon. Look, wait here..." He grabs his phone and walks out of the TV room, I guess he’s going to check whatever he's talking about. "So you're poor, huh?" Damon asks with a growing evil smile. I brace myself for the insult, "I can think of a way for you to make lots and lots of easy money. Just come to my room, we can talk about it." "God, you're fucking gr
"I'll go tell Maggie to get started with the food," Harry says and leaves too, still looking down at his phone. Damon's smile starts growing as soon as we're alone. He gets up from the couch and walks towards me very slowly and menacingly, acting like a predator about to strike. To be honest, he doesn’t even have to act. I think most of me is still genuinely scared of him. My heart is pumping with fear and adrenaline... but also with excitement and a sense of: fucking finally. "Finally," he says, as if he’s reading my mind, right before grabbing my face to attack me and devour my lips with no fucking warning. I let out a surprised moan against his mouth, but I don’t move away. Damon takes a few more steps, making me walk backwards. Before I know it, he has me pinned against the glass staircase and he’s demanding my tongue. I can’t do anything but give it to him and let him kiss me as much as he wants. It feels so good to have him feasting on me as if he can’t get enough of
{ Damon } I can't even begin to describe how much I'm loving this day. Having Lily with me... being able to hold her hand under the table as we wait for the food, it's just fantastic. This is what I want for the rest of my life, just without having to hide anything. I want to tell everyone that she’s mine. My dad is going to be okay with us anyway, I'm sure of it. And that's the only opinion I care about. Just his. My dad is fighting his own demons tonight. He likes that we're all here, but he's worried about the Berenice situation, especially after Aiden told him she's thinking of divorce. My dad came to my room earlier to bitch about Aiden for like half an hour and he told me everything, so I’m sure he's planning on going to get his beloved Bee as soon as we finish eating, now that Lily leaked her mom’s location. At this point in life, I’m well aware of how much Berenice hates me and I respect her because of that hate. She’s always been just nice enough to keep things civi
"Damon, tell Aiden to leave," Lily says, still looking at me with that same needy, gorgeous face... and still grinding down on my dick. I can’t even think properly right now. "I can't do that. I don't own the dinning room," I say with a shrug, Lily stops her hips, "Don't you dare stop. I only have power in my own room, but we're not there. My hands are tied, babe.” I also really enjoy to be watched and envied. And Aiden’s envy feels better than any other, so I don’t actually want him to go. I want his eyes on us. "Yeah, we have rules in place for situations like this. We only call the shots in our own spaces," Aiden adds, sipping very little and letting out a satisfied smile because he knows that spiked Lily’s curiosity to the sky. He wants to keep her attention on him. Greedy as always. I just have to look down a second to see the bulge he's sporting. With any other girl, he would've done something about it already. With any other girl, I would be fucking her right here o
“I don’t know, Lilian, you might be trying to trick me,” Damon murmurs bringing his eyes back to me, “It sounds like a trick.” "It’s not a trick, dummy. For example, those notes on the flowers were a really bad move. And calling yourself my Dumb Papist was extremely, extremely weird. It wouldn’t have worked on any other girl… but I’m a little weird too, so it made me smile and now I feel like I know you a little better. I don't want to get wrapped in a relationship with you based on lies or you trying to be a perfect romantic man. It would be a lie and that would only make us fall apart sooner rather than later. I want you to be yourself, even if it scares me off. I have a right to choose if I like the real you or not," I say, deciding to let everything out. I was expecting him to roll his eyes and make a mean joke out of what I said, but Damon just blinks for a few seconds, without saying anything. And he's giving me a look I can't quite describe. It's like... relief and exciteme
I grab Damon’s face and I kiss him all over that gorgeous face that has haunted me for years and years. I kiss his slightly rough cheeks, his pretty nose, his soft lips, his chiseled jaw. He's so fucking beautiful, it blows my mind. I still think he belongs in a painting… one of Lucifer or something. He looks like an angel. A dark one. "I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you," I admit in a whisper, feeling so fucking hot all of a sudden. I swear, I turn into a man around Damon. No brains, all need, "Against my common sense... I want you so much. I feel ashamed of it, but it's undeniable." Damon gives me his evil smile. “That’s the most romantic thing you could say to me. I love that you hate to want me,” he admits and then pounces on me, making me shriek in real horror… until I feel his big, warm body on top of me. “You said you don’t want to fuck, but could I convince you of something else?” He asks with a naughty grin. I wish I could be a bad bitch and deny hi
“I promise it’s going to be fun,” Damon continues, but I’m already freaking out. There’s nothing fun about the way I’m feeling. “I don’t trust you enough to let you do that, Damon,” I admit with a bite on my tone, “So let me go before I get even more scared.” He keeps his strong grip on me for another second, but then he relents and finally lets me go. I move back immediately until I’m against the headboard, looking at him. “Do you trust Aiden?” He asks, looking up at me. I don’t think much about it, I just nod, “So, record the video yourself. On your phone, with just my dumb face showing… and send it to him.” “But why? Why do you want to do that so bad?” I ask, covering my exposed breasts, “We were having a good time, why do you have to push for something weird?” “Because is more fun,” he says, shrugging, “And I have all this fantasies about you, I just can’t stop myself. I want to show you off… specifically to Aiden. I want to push him until he breaks.” “Why?” “Becaus