“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
“Morning, Kat. I’ve booked a flight for you. Lucky it’s not high season so that we can go back on the same flight.” Cole said as I went to the living room. He was, as usual, watching tv, waiting for me to wake up. “Cole, about last night.. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that to you,” I apologized again. I felt bad at Cole, for using him and for not even letting him finish. “It’s okay. I told you last night, Kat. You are not feeling well now. I understand. No need to apologize anymore, okay?” He pulled me close to him. “Thank you, Cole.” I was really thankful to him. He didn’t make it awkward, and it made my day better. I couldn’t imagine if he became angry or something, it would be really awkward to spend the day with him. “I thought today we can have lunch at one of the restaurants in the hotel and have an early dinner here too," he told me of his plan. “Which resta
I was rooted on my spot as my gaze locked with his.I reached for youYou seemed so near, yet so farI instinctively stepped away from Cole and started going to Damian as he continued singing.“Kat, he’s not good for you. He rather spends time with a random woman rather than you.” Cole caught my hand and pulled me back into his arms.Cole’s words stopped me from going to Damian. Yes, Damian didn’t love me. He left me alone for days and spent them with another woman.“Kat, forget him. Be with me instead. You know we had something good all those years ago, and we can have it again. I’m good for you. I’ll be good to you. I’ll be good to little Rai, and I won’t ever hurt you as he did. You know this in your heart. I don't have a ring with me now, but be mine, Kat, and marry me. I love you,&r
“Ring.. Ring..”I looked down at my phone in my hand and saw that it was Rai’s mom calling me.“Hi, Mom,” I answered.“Katarina, dear. Where are you? Are you with Damian?” she asked me.“No, I’m at the airport with Cole. I’m going back to Jakarta tonight,” I told her.“Did you have a fight with Damian?” she asked again. There was something in her tone.“Did he tell you?” I was kind of irritated that Damian had told her.“Kat, dear. Would it be alright if I ask you to go back to Damian?” Her tone was not the usual soothing tone.“But..” I decided to tell her what happened, at least a summary of it, but she cut me off before I could tell her about it.“I’m sorry, dear. If thi
“Damian, it’s me. I’m real.” I held his head in my hands, so his focus was on me. “No, no. You are not real. I want her too much that my mind plays a trick on me. I’m dirty. I’m sticky. She doesn’t want me. Those bastards.. always left me sticky. I need to get clean..” He kept on mumbling and scrubbing himself. Bastards.. Men? What kind of activity could he be in involved in that left him sticky? Could it be he was involved in fights and got himself bloodied? The thought sent shivers down my spine. I shouldn't think about it now. I stood on my tiptoes, circled my hands behind his neck, pulled his head down, and kissed him hard with everything that I had instead. “Damian.. It’s me. Feel me, Damian. Come back to me.” I whispered and kissed him again. I bit his lip, and he gasped. I took the chance to slip my tongue inside his mouth. His tongue started to move against mine, tugging and pulling at a rhythm that always drove us mad for each other. I opened my eyes to see him and saw his
“Morning,” I talked into the phone receiver. “Hi. Yes, good morning, Ms. Katarina. How may I help you today?” the receptionist asked. “Can you send my suitcase to the villa, please? I also need a suite ready for Mr. Damian.." I hesitated before continuing, "Also.. Can you put me through to the General Manager?” I requested. Since the security guard told the General Manager about what had transpired last night, it wouldn't be weird for me to speak to the General Manager. My suitcase was taken by a porter the moment I set foot in the lobby last night. Now I was wearing Damian’s shirt that he was wearing last night while he was still sleeping naked in my room. Once I was put through to the General Manager, I told him about the conditions here, with all the glasses broken, and asked him to bring someone who could repair them once we moved to the suite. I called the room ser
He just sat there looking at me intensely, not answering my questions“Do you just want my body? Is that it? For me to be available to you whenever you want to.. to fuck me?” I continued. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes.“Are you crazy, Baby girl? You were the one who left me first when I needed you the most! When Rai had just passed away!” His voice started to rise again.“Is that this was all about, Damian? Some sort of revenge? If you can’t get past that, I can never be with you. You will hate me again, and then you will hurt me purposely again. You are playing with my feelings, Damian. You are breaking me.” My voice started to break, and I ran to my room, throwing myself onto the bed.Of course, he would follow me. “No, Baby girl. I only spent the first night at the beach. The rest, I spent my time alone at the private beach. I swear I didn&r
“Damian, why did you trash the rooms?” I asked him as he lay on top of me, his head on my stomach. He didn’t say anything, so I sat up, so that we were facing each other. “Do you not want to tell me?” I reached out my hand to brush his hair away from his eyes, a gesture to tell him that it would be okay whether he told me or not. “No.. I just..” He was thinking about how to tell me about it, it showed on his face. He was unsure of how to tell me. “When you left, I broke,” he said at last. I waited for him to say more, but he didn’t. “But why the glasses?” Now that I thought about it, he only broke everything that he could see his reflections in them - mirrors, glasses, TVs. “I hated myself.” His voice was so soft I thought I was imagining his answer. His head was down. I knew it was hard for him to open up to me, but I could see that he was trying. I wanted to ask more,
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