Damien Yves Étienne's POVIt was in a dark room filled with passionate air. "You should only like me—and no one else," I said, as I gave Charlotte a peck on the neck. Charlotte shook, as if electricity went through her veins. Slowly, I savored her neck and remembered the delicious taste in my mouth. "Hmm," I groaned, as I pressed my thing on hers. "Ngh.." she moved her face to the left, to avoid eye contact.After tasting her savory neck, I went to kiss her garments that cover her melons—those big, juicy melons of hers. With a slow manner, I took off her clothes, showing off the sight of her bare, soft, and white skin. "Hah…" I sighed, as I looked at her. The sight was tempting and alluring. I obviously look like a madman right now. "Princess.. my princess," I said, sniffing her neck, going down to her breasts. "Mhm," I took off her bra—no,I took everything off till she was bare naked. "D-Damien!" She exclaimed, blushing."N-No?" I asked with puppy eyes, wondering if she's gonna say n
Charlotte Hayes’ POV A talk show—I have attended lots of talk shows before, and I can’t deny that those small funny talks actually gave me a sense of Euphoria. But a talk show hosted by a former model? It piqued my interest just by thinking about it. It was around two in the afternoon when I finished taking a refreshing shower with Damien. Not only did he make me wear a matching outfit with his, he also made sure I wore the same alluring perfume as his. “I wonder what Jake is up to now… he’s oddly being quiet,” I mumbled into thin air. “Are you really thinking of another man when you’re literally with me?” Damien asks out of blue, as he was fixing his neck tie.I sighed, and went closer to him, as my heels made a clack sound. “Seriously…” I grabbed his neck tie and fixed it on my own. “I just wanted to know how he’s doing.” Damien sulked, as he gave me a peck on my cheek whilst I was fixing his tie. “Oh dear…” I chuckled with a smile. “Anyways… my manager messaged me in regards to th
Damien Yves Etienne’s POVIn the colossal main building of the Etienne organization, lies my office on the top floor. “Luca,” I called out to him from the inside, whilst sitting on my swivel chair. My legs were placed on top of the table, where a pile of documents lays. “You called for me, sir?” He asked, going inside the room. My right fist was on my right cheek when I replied with, “Yeah. Earlier, you told me that Charlotte has a nice bond with her mom—who is going to be the host on the talk show today. But for some reason, I feel strangely worried.” “Oh right. I heard that Mrs. Hayes has a partner in today’s talk show,” Luca said, widening his eyes as if he just remembered that just now.“A partner? Who could that be?” I asked, sitting properly, as I raised one of my eyebrows. “That, I don’t know. I didn’t dig that much deeper information. Would you like me to? But if I were to do as such, it would be too late now; so why don’t you just watch the talk show if you’re so worried?” Lu
Jake Hayes’ POV“Well, if you pay more heed to what you said, you’ll realize that your words were wrong. But did you?” Charlotte Hayes said—it’s been a while since we last met, but it appears as she’s been having fun without me. At the very beginning, you kneeled down to the ground, pleading your loyalty towards me like a dog, but considering how you didn’t even show up your face at home, it seems to me that you have lost your mind during your time with that b*stard.Thanks to him, the film’s crew started gossiping behind my back, spreading how I lost it during the shoot. Some stories were even exaggerated such as me hitting the director and stuff. But I couldn’t let it pass that way. Thanks to her mother’s foolish decision to invite me on this talk show, I am now given a chance to talk to you and humiliate you in front of millions of people. But then… Charlotte looks at me with a malicious grin, as she waits upon my response. I irked, and I could barely stop myself from pulling her h
Damien Yves Etienne’s POVThe live show has ended in Charlotte’s favor. I was smiling as I watched the live stream end. I stretched my arms, groaning. “It seems like you didn’t need to worry after all, sir,” Luca said with a sigh. I smiled at him, and went towards him with my hands in my pockets. “It seems that you’re right,” I patted his shoulder and whispered, “Although I feel sorry for being unable to control my emotions earlier… I assume that you would take this as a lesson?” Luca gulped in fear of my gaze.“Yes sir..” he mumbled. I smiled at him, and went to open the door on my own. “Now, shall we pick up my princess?” I giggled as I walked out of my office. I went to the building to pick up Charlotte. The moment we got there, she was talking with her mother with a bright smile on her face. “She must have missed her,” I mumbled. We were a distance away from them, yet I could still hear Charlotte’s laughter that brightened the room and my day. “I’m astounded; they have rather simi
Charlotte Hayes’ POV"D-Damien, this is not the time to be h*rny!" I yelled, pushing Damien away with all of my strength. “Ah! I’m sorry,” I said as I went closer to him, “Did that hurt?” All of the sudden, Damien grabs my arm, pulling me to his embrace. “It seems like my baby started to rebel against me. I’m guessing it's time for me to buy my kitten a collar, no?” He asked with a grin. I was extremely flustered at this point. “Geez!” I exclaimed, covering my face with both of my palms, expressing embarrassment. Damien started to sniff my neck, as he continued to pull me closer towards the rough, bulky surface of his body. “Hnng… Damien—""Didn’t I tell you to call me using nicknames?” He asked with a glare, as he continued to savor my soft pale skin. “D-Daddy!” I called out to him, gasping for air. The room was hot and suffocating, and Damien’s breath against my neck is the only thing that’s cooling my body. Damien grins, “Yes, princess?” He asked with a tempting look. “C-Can we co
Damien Yves Étienne's POVA small noise once I opened the door, the lights turning on after I turned the light switch; I was back at home. In a gentle manner, I took my long coat off, and placed it on the chair. "Hah.." I brushed my hair with my left hand, as I went towards the couch to lay down."A night without my princess… what a nightmare," I mumbled. The living room had a dim light that was warm to the eyes. On my hand, I had my phone, where I was glancing at, in hope that she would message me. I look like a pitiful puppy at this point.All of the sudden, my phone brightened, indicating a message. I hurriedly checked my phone, only to see… my father messaging me. "She's coming back," I read out the message he sent. I raised one of my eyebrows and tapped a contact's number to call.For a few seconds, it was left ringing, till it finally ended when they accepted the call. "I heard from my father that the venom is coming back. Is it true?" I asked. A chuckle went out from the call.
Charlotte Hayes'"Is that so?" My mother said, looking at me with eyes filled with no emotions. My small heart was beating fast, as if I'm being chased by a beast. There was silence in the air, not until it was broken down the moment my mother yawned. Ophelia stretched her arms, and said in a sleepy voice, "Anyway! Let's leave the matter for another day. I'm quite tired."I nodded, and said as I scratched the back of my neck, "Okay mom. Good night…" My mother went towards the guest room, and before she could close the door shut, she bid me, "sweet dreams," with that innocent smile of hers.I immediately went to another separate room, and locked the doors shut. "I can't guarantee my safety even in my house.. gees.. the only place where safety is within is.. when he's there." All of the sudden, my face blushes red. I was embarrassed now that he's in my mind."I can't believe this.. what exactly have I said?" I slapped my cheeks. Now that he's on my mind, it's hard to get him out of it.
Charlotte Hayes' POV Damien took a long time to heal. As the doctors and nurses cheered and congratulated us on his recovery, I couldn't help but feel relieved and overjoyed. "Thank goodness!" I exclaimed whilst holding his hand. I had taken so many measures to help Damien recover rapidly over the previous few days, and it was amazing to see them pay off. We left the hospital together, hand in hand, and I felt a surge of love and gratitude for my amazing lover.As we walked out of the hospital and into the world outside - the world that had been too painful for him to experience for several days - I knew that everything would be okay. With my love and support, Damien had overcome the obstacles, and we were ready to tackle whatever comes next. Together. The both of us went back to the minor mansion where his father and mother were waiting for us. They were worried sick, and the moment we arrived, they immediately gave us a warm hug and greeting. I could sense the relief and gratitude
Charlotte Hayes POVThe battlefield ended in a blink of an eye. Eric dies in the hand of the Ophidians, and Jake dies in my hands. Somebody died in front of me, because of me. And I'm fine with it. Damien was immediately sent to the emergency room. I was standing there outside the room, desperately waiting for an update. "Hic.. I think he lost a lot of blood," I said, crying. Luca and Aviana were on my side, trying to calm me down but it was futile, as my emotions seemed to go through me like a light. My heart was beating fast, my body was trembling in fear, and my breathing was going faster. I could only exhale the moment the doctor finally says that Damien is okay. "He's fine." I fell to the ground, the weight is off my shoulders, and I'm feeling an extreme feeling of Euphoria. "Thank God!" The next morning, the news was all about Jake's death. Although they didn't really know the exact thing that happened, considering how Damien's minions worked so hard to cover everything up. It
Charlotte Hayes' POVSuddenly, a voice echoed through the darkness, sending shivers through my spine. "Well, well, well, who do we have here?" As the figure comes out from the shadows, I groan upon realizing that it's no one else other than.. Jake Hayes. I glared at his presence. "It's the w*nch, and a pest!" He exclaimed with laughter. Aviana gradually wakes up from the loud noise Jake's making. The moment she gained realization about her surroundings, she immediately panicked. "Jake?! And… Charlotte?! Why… Why am I here?!" She tried to get away from the rope that was tying her body down to the chair.Jake laughs at our situation. "The both of you are in the Hyena's lair. Oh dear, I never expected that Damien Yves Étienne would be a mafia boss. I wonder what the media would say if I spread this word? That will be the perfect payback, as that is what you guys did too." Jake looked at me with a furious look in his eyes. "Did you guys have fun..?" He asked, with a hint of sarcasm. "Did
Charlotte Hayes' POVThe moment Damien accepted the call from the telephone, his expression turned stern—the smile on his face faded. "Is there something wrong?" I asked, reaching out to his other hand with a worried reaction. Damien placed the telephone back where it was, and pulled me closer towards him, looking at me, now wearing a smile. "What's wrong?" I asked. "It's Jake Hayes. The pest finally sent a threat." I was dumbfounded the moment I heard his words. "Let's see how far he's willing to go, shall we?" He scoffs. The next day, Damien and his father were planning some things. As ordered, I had to stay inside my room until further notice for protection. "I wonder what's going to happen now," I was looking outside the window of my room, admiring the view. Then, all of the sudden, a knock was heard outside my room. "Come in," I ordered. It was a maid, holding a silver platter with snacks and a teapot on it. "Greetings milady," she bowed slightly, "Sir Damien wanted me to hand
Luca Giovanni’s POV"Ah. Any updates about the girl?" The moment the boss asked that question, I looked back at him, completely changing my reaction to surprisement. It makes me wanna wonder how she’s been. But one thing is for sure. "She's not fine. But don't worry. She will be okay. " I will make sure she’ll be okay; I vow on it. "So, what's the plan sir?" I asked, looking at him with a stern face. The boss had a smug look on his face, as he answered with a confident look, "The usual treat." He chuckles, "But since I'm kind, let's give them a bit of candy after the main treat." I could never understand what he meant by that, but like the usual, he would always win regardless.After the talk with the boss, I started walking slowly outside his office. Later on, I arrived at the luxurious chambers of Damien’s father, wherein there's a ton of mafia servants surrounding the place, to tell him about the updates of the current situation. My life was a cycle of this; it goes on and on, to
Charlotte Hayes' POVThe moment I stepped outside the bathroom after wearing a robe, I was greeted by Damien with a grin on his face. "You can take a bath now," I said, as I was about to pass through him with a poker face, when he suddenly grabbed my arm, pulling me closer to him. "Can't I have a kiss before I go take a bath?" I blushed at his words, as I pushed him aside, trying to maintain that poker face. "It's not like you're going to war," I pouted."Who says that I can only receive a kiss if I'm going to war?" He grinned. Obviously, there's no reason for me not to kiss him. But maybe today's one of those mood swings of mine, as I am currently acting hard to get. "I'll give you a kiss after you're done taking a bath," I said, sighing. Damien's eyes brightened as he nodded. I went back to the bedroom to change clothes, while Damien was taking a bath. A while later, once the two of us finally got ready to sleep, Damien pulled me closer for a kiss. The kiss was passionate, sweet an
Damien Yves Étienne's POVBoth of my eyes softened as I enjoyed the relaxing and sweet momentum between me and Charlotte. It's like it's a dream. "Baby, I have something to tell you," I gently whispered against her rosy cheeks. "Pray, tell me." I hesitated for a second, before I finally brought myself to say, "Jake Hayes has gone missing." Charlotte's eyes widened upon hearing my remarks. "What? The paparazzi haven't found him yet? Where has he been hiding?" She asks, as she slowly stops embracing me, her gaze fixed on me. "No. Before I came here, I had a few of my men find him, but there has been no updates since then," I sighed, crossing my arms, showing an annoyed reaction. "Does he know nothing, except to hide?" I added, rolling my eyes.Charlotte sighs as she holds my hand firmly, reassuring me with that loving smile of hers. "Don't worry. He can't stay hidden for long," she says. "That's exactly why I'm worried, baby," I fixed the strand of her silky hair unto her ear, "He coul
Luca Giovanni’s POVAs the sun shines over the city, casting a warm, orange glow over my room, I prepared to go back to my daily duties. But as I turned to continue my work, I couldn't shake the thought of the woman who just left my house. Is she okay? I tried to shake her off my mind, but I couldn’t. So I quickly rushed out of my house, into the busy streets. I scanned the faces of the people around me, hoping to catch a glimpse of her.The sights, smells, sounds, and sensations of the city were overwhelming as I searched for her. The warm air smelled of motor oil and exhaust fumes, and the sounds of the city's hustle and bustle filled my ears. Every face I passed seemed to be a blur as I searched frantically for her. The more I scoured the crowd, the more I became frustrated by my inability to find her. The frustration quickly morphed into anger as I realized how much time I wasted looking at random people, all because I was worried about someone else. I clenched my fists in frustr
Charlotte Hayes’ POVMother looked at me with a stern look. “I can explain…” But before I could finish my statement, mother grabbed the door knob and opened the door. I immediately rushed over to her side, hoping to prevent her from opening the door completely. But I was too late. Just as I reached for the doorknob, my mother had already opened the door, revealing Damien standing on the front porch, a playful grin on his face.I gasped as I tried to stop myself, but before I knew it, I had fallen into his arms. He caught me effortlessly, his broad shoulders offering a soft landing. I felt my skin flush, my chest heave with every breath as I struggled to free myself from his grip. But I was unsuccessful, and before I knew it, we were in a full-on embrace.“Did you miss me that much to the point you came rushing, embracing me head on?” he teased, looking at me with a playful grin on his face. I pouted and tried to stay mad at him. Despite my best efforts to remain stoic and composed, a