The driver opened the car door for me, and I quickly stepped out. Keeping my head down, I thanked him and rushed to my door. I was so ashamed of myself.
I went to open my front door and locked it behind me, not wanting Damian to follow me. I threw myself on my bed and sobbed into my pillow. I knew it wasn’t fair to want Damian not to have anyone else for five years. I had Cole, but to be just another one of his conquests hurt. I felt cheap. His driver must be laughing inside at me.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Damian yanked me upright, so I looked at him. He was furious at me. I had forgotten that he had a key to my place.
“If you can ask me that question, then there is something wrong with YOU, not me.” I tried to stand up and get away from him, but his hold on my arm was too strong. I couldn’t get away from him.
“Me? You were the one who went all cold out of a sudden,” he sna
The next day was when we were to go to Bali. Damian had booked us a night flight so we could go see little Rai before we went to Bali. I was busy making sure that everything was in order. I checked and replied to all my e-mails, and I called Rai’s mom to check what else little Rai needed and prepared them. I called my mom to tell her that I was going to Bali today and asked her to tell the maid to come to my place once every two days to clean it up. My mom and sister were going on tours across the US and Europe for the next three months. She was going to meet me in Bali after that if I was still there. I used to be close to my mom until I was diagnosed with bipolar. At first, she was always there for me, but as the years passed, she didn’t seem to know how to handle me. She kept trying to convince me that she was always there for me, but whenever I opened myself to her, she would judge me or tell me she was in no mood to listen to my pro
When we arrived at Rai’s parents’ place, they had just finished having lunch. We entered and were greeted by Rai’s mom and dad. Little Rai came to us a moment later, carrying Leah in his arms. We all took our seats in the living room, with little Rai sitting on Damian’s lap as per usual. It still puzzled me how comfortable little Rai was with Damian. Was it really possible he felt close to Damian just because I used to tell him stories about his dad and Damian? He had never tried to call Cole ‘Daddy’, and Cole was the one who had always been there for him. But then it was lucky he didn’t try to call him ‘Daddy’, or it would be difficult to break up with Cole. “Rai, go to Mommy for a while. Uncle needs to talk to grandma.” I heard Damian tell little Rai. “Mom, can I talk to you for a moment?” he said as little Rai settled on my lap. Little Rai told me about everything that they had done since we last saw each other,
We landed in Bali and there was already a car waiting for us. Damian gave our suitcases to the driver and climbed into the car. His driver was more polite than him. He opened the car door for me, and I climbed in. The driver asked him which hotel, and he just replied, “Nusa Dua,” curtly. Nusa Dua was a resort area in the southern part of Bali which had beautiful beaches. I didn’t see where we were going or even which hotel we were staying at in Nusa Dua. I just kept looking down, following his steps as we arrived at the hotel. When he walked, I walked. When he stopped, I stopped. “Mr. Damian, your villa is ready for you.” I heard a female voice, and I looked up. We were at a beautiful resort with a beautiful interior design. It was dominated by woods, but the design was modern, with a hint of Balinese heritage. The hotel was situated on the upper part of the beach. I could look down and see the beach from the lobby. It was beautiful and
The first two weeks in Bali, we were busy. Damian always had meetings, and I would always go with him. He even set up meetings for me with some clothing stores there, and he would always go with me. It felt similar to what we had done in Jakarta. I used to be self-conscious when going to my meetings with him, always thinking that I would make mistakes and it would be embarrassing in front of a successful businessman such as him. But he had never said anything bad. He always gave me some pointers when we reached home, but he had never looked down on me. Now I always ask him for ideas before going to meetings. Sometimes he would also ask for my suggestions for his businesses. I loved it. I felt like he appreciated my input, no matter whether they were actually useful or not. But it didn’t matter now. Other than going to meetings, he also brought me to restaurants, clubs, or any other places that he was thinking of acquiring. We would alway
“Will arrive in ten minutes. Can’t wait.” I looked at my phone and saw Cole’s text. It was me who couldn’t wait to see him. I chose a summer dress with a plunging neckline and wore a contrasting color bikini underneath, of course my design, to wear. Cole was a man who preferred his ladies to look sexy, unlike Damian, who preferred me not to wear something too revealing. I put my hair in a messy ponytail and wore light makeup. I checked my reflection before going out of my room and was happy with the result. I was really lucky that I had good genes. My mom still looked young, and she was short too. My sister was taller than me, and most people said she looked older than me. “Where are you going?” Damian appeared in front of me as I was closing my bedroom door behind me. “Out,” I said simply. I didn’t know he was here. “Don’t tell me you are going out with some random guy.” He grabbed my arm as
We were ushered to a more private table overlooking the ocean by a waitress once we reached the restaurant. It was beautiful. All the tables were lit by candlelight, making the atmosphere appear romantic. "Beautiful,” Cole said as I was watching the ocean. I looked at him, and he was looking at me while holding a single rose in his hand. "Me or the view?” I laughed as I teased him. "Both.” He winked at me as he handed me the rose. This was how close we were. We could tease or flirt with each other without the other party feeling awkward or misunderstanding the words. “Where did you get the rose?” I asked as I smelled it. I never not loved roses. He picked up an empty vase from the table, and we laughed. We enjoyed our dinner, chatting non-stop about whatever that came to our minds. Dinner was delicious, as could be expected from a restaurant under
“Cole, I don’t have any clothes,” I told him again the next morning as I saw him on the sofa, watching tv. “Morning, Kat. You can borrow one of my shirts. I’ve ordered us breakfast.” He glanced at me. “Thank you.” I thanked him quietly. I went to check his suitcase and took one of his shirts, not even looking at it. “You okay, Kat?” Cole came to me and held me. “I need to get some clothes from the villa. I can’t go out wearing just your shirt.” I held him back, wanting to feel his familiar warmth. “You sure?” He pulled back slightly to look at me. I just nodded and stepped out of his embrace to go to the bathroom. I didn’t want to do anything. I wish I were in Jakarta now. I wished I hadn’t seen Damian kissing another woman last night. I wished I hadn’t met him at all. I cried again in the shower until Cole knocked on the door and told me I’d been
“Kat, it’s been four days and you haven’t really eaten anything. I’m worried for you now. Should I call Damian?” Cole frowned at me as we were having dinner in a restaurant he had chosen. “No, Cole. I’m fine. I’m sorry. You came here to have fun and I’ve been anything but fun.” I apologized to him. “It’s okay, Kat. I’m not here to have fun, I’m here for you.” He pulled me close to him. Four days, and I still wished it was Damian who was holding me even though he had treated me badly. I needed to do one thing to make me forget him. I would be using Cole, but I needed it. “Cole, can we go back to the hotel?” I asked him as I saw him finishing his dinner. “Sure.” He then asked the waiter for the bill. “I’m going to the restroom. Wait for me in the car?” I asked him as I stood up. He had rented a car for his stay here so it was easier for us, rather t
So dear readers,It’s true when I told Damian that this story is not about Rai and me, and me and Damian. This story is about me and Damian, from the moment we knew each other through texts, up to our happy ending.Of course, I was very blessed to know and fall in love with Rai. He is still my greatest love and my worse heartbreak. He was gentle and had never hurt me, well, except maybe when he was jealous of Frank and when he saw Damian and me together. He was the perfect boyfriend and forever will be my greatest love.Damian is the love of my life. He gave me strength, and he made me strong. So what do all my lovely readers think? Do I deserve to be with Damian after everything we’ve been through? Or am I too weak for him? I’d like to think I deserve to be with him since I love him so much. But what do you think?And I have just begun to read his POV. It seems interesting. Let me show you a bit of it. It starts off with him canceling his engagement with Clarissa.•••“Uncle, Aunt
Damian and I were lounging on our bed as per usual before we went to sleep. He was reading on his tablet while I was browsing through the internet.I heard his heavy sigh, saw him put his tablet on the bedside table, and he suddenly pulled me toward him abruptly, holding me tight in his arms.“What happened?” I asked him. It felt like he was afraid of losing me, that I would leave him.“I just finished reading your journal,” he mumbled against the top of my head.Ohhh.. That’s why.I pulled back from his tight embrace so I could see his expression.“Why are you sad?” I asked him.“I was such a dick to you, wasn't I?” he asked with a self-deprecating smile on his face.“You were.” I nodded and pretended to agree with him. “And still are sometimes.” I laughed.“But you are my dick,” I added with a teasing smile. I saw his self-deprecating smile turn into a smile of amusement.“I can't believe I put you through so many troubles.” He pulled me back into his embrace and sighed.“It’s all
I walked into our bedroom and saw Damian walking out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped lowly around his hips, looking as sexy as ever.I had just finished putting on little Luna to sleep and was tired. I quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower, exiting with only a tiny towel covering my petite body.“Baby girl, come here,” I heard Damian’s voice and turned to look at him.I had to swallow hard, looking at the vision in front of me. My handsome and sexy husband was sitting at the edge of the bed, butt-naked, and he was stroking his huge cock that had hardened. I swore I began to get wet just by looking at him being so hot.I went stand in front of him, and he yanked my towel away from my body, leaving me as naked as him.He pulled me forcefully to him, and I sat on his lap, straddling him. He kissed me long and hard without warning, leaving me panting when he withdrew.“You’ve been taking care of the kids. Now it's time for you to take care of your husband,” he husked ou
“You are home, Baby girl,” Damian said as he glanced at me. It had been three months since our wedding reception, and I was quite busy most days. I had to manage the Castilles Hotel, my clothing business, and also the sanatorium I had built with Damian to help people who needed free psychological consultations.I had that idea when I had been kidnapped and found Luna, the girl who had accompanied me, had died. At first, I wanted to build an orphanage for abandoned children, but as there were too many of them, Damian suggested we build a sanatorium instead to help those who had traumas like us. With helps from his friends and connections, we now had more than twenty psychologists and psychiatrists to help us.Today was a tiring day after visiting the sanatorium. The patients always loved to talk to me, and I gladly accompanied them until it was time for me to return home to my family.When I reached home today, I found Damian in the nursery holding our little girl, as he always did.“
I was standing in front of the massive double door, waiting for it to be opened. Today was our second wedding reception.Yesterday was our first; the guests were families and close friends. Damian didn't follow the conventional wedding reception where we walked together down the hall toward the stage. Instead, we all stood on the stage with mist covering us from the guests. When the fog disappeared, I was surprised. The ballroom was turned into what looked like a huge ice kingdom. I should’ve known from the color of my gown and his suit - silver and white. My gown was of A-line shape yesterday, and I had a high crown on my head. I felt like a queen of the ice kingdom. The ladies of our main families wore lighter shades of silver, including Rai’s mom, Cecilia, my mom, my sister-in-law, and even little Luna. The men wore suits in the same lighter shades of silver too. We stood on the stage with Damian holding little Luna in his arms while I held little Rai’s hand.My mom, Rai’s parents
It had been there months after our wedding, and we were having breakfast together. Little Rai was still asleep, and we didn't wake him up since it was the weekend.I was sipping my tea, and Damian was sipping his coffee. Life after marriage was blissful. We had no more fights, and every day was filled with happiness, love, and laughter.“Damian, I have a gift for you,” I told him as I placed my teacup on the table.“Is it inside the box on your lap?” he asked with a smile.I had brought the surprise for him and placed it on my lap throughout our breakfast. Now that we had finished eating, it was time for me to give it to him.I picked up the box and slid it across the table to him.He opened it and looked confused as he picked up the long and thin thing inside the box. “Positive..” he murmured. I kept quiet and had to stop myself from smiling or laughing.His head suddenly snapped up, and he looked at me. “Positive?” His confused looked turned into bewilderment.“Yes.” I couldn't hid
“Pu-Punish me?” He stuttered.I smiled with feminine pride as I saw him close his eyes, grit his teeth, and breathe heavily. Only I could make him feel this way.I lay down on his side, aligning my body with his, with one arm and leg across his taut body, my finger playing with his nipple.“Tell me what you want, Damian.” I breathed into his ear.“My tongue?” I asked him as I licked his ear.“My mouth?” I asked him again as I sucked his neck.“Or my.. tight little cunt?” I ground my wet pussy against the side of his body.“Baby girl.. Please,” he begged me.I loomed over him, teasing him, placing my lips just inches away from his.“Choose your poison, Damian.” I grazed his lips lightly with mine and licked his bottom lip.“Your tight greedy cunt! Please, baby girl. Please.” He said as he began to tug his hands to free them from my made-up chain.I chuckled again. As can be expected from my sex god.“Are you sure, Damian? Are you sure you want me to punish you with my cunt?” I asked as
Our Holy Matrimony was held two weeks later in Bali, at the place where Damian ‘proposed’ to me when we acted for my campaign. It was set to end during sunset.The decoration was simple and minimalistic, with glass lanterns filled with candles and pampas grasses creating the path down the aisle. The chairs were wooden with white pillows. There were rattan lanterns hanging above us. At the end of the aisle, there was a circle wedding arch decorated in the same pampas grasses. Everything had a rustic feeling about it.There weren't many guests in attendance. Only my parents, sister, brother, sis-in-law, and nephew were present from my side. Cecilia and Damian’s stepdad were the only ones present from his side. Other than them, Max, Marco, Nick, and Jack were also present.I was wearing a dress I had specially designed. It was a short dress just above my knees with a small sleeve and V-neck made from lace cotton. I waited with batted breath at the back while Damian, who was wearing a wh
When I woke up, I knew it was nighttime. Damian was nowhere to be seen; he must be downstairs. I quickly wore his shirt and took a small black box containing the black diamond ring I had pretended to throw last time and a necklace with a black diamond pendant for little Rai. He always wanted to wear similar things as Damian, but since a diamond ring is too risky for a little boy, I opted for a pendant instead. I took both the ring and the necklace out of the box and held them in my hand.When I went out of the bedroom, I heard the sound of the piano and little Rai and Damian’s laughter.I went to the staircase and realized that all the lights had been dimmed. As I walked down and to where the piano was situated, I was surprised to see so many red rose petals scattered on the floor and so many candles of all sizes being lit up.Damian and little Rai were playing the piano, wearing black suits with white shirts underneath. “Umm.. Is there a special occasion?” I asked them and tried to r