Chapter 0227

~SIERRA~

Waking was a struggle today, but I still managed to pull myself together. Last night's memories kept haunting me, but if there was something I learned to do, it was masking pain and faking feelings, so I told myself I was Sierra and that no man could ever hurt me. Surely to Damian, it was just a night of pleasure, a night to satisfy his sexual needs, and who was I to take it in another way? It was a night of pleasure to me too, even if deep down I knew it meant something more.

I've lived the last five years without a man. Gilbert tried, but I always turned him down, so something in me always knew that Damian was the one, that it could be him or no one, and since Gilbert, whom I almost gave a chance, disappointed me, I was set to being alone again.

I walked to the shower—the pain between my thighs reminded me of him. I ignored the pain and made a mental note to take an aspirin as it had been years since I had sex, and with Damian’s size, I understood the pain.

I took a bath an