“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,
“Baby girl, I’ve never seen these designs before,” Damian said three days after we moved to the suite. “They are my new designs. You will be the first to wear them.” I glanced at him while hanging the shirts and dresses in the wardrobe. I had asked my assistant to send all the new designs. They arrived a day later, and I had them laundered so we could wear them. “I’ll be the first? So Cole hasn’t worn these designs yet?” He shifted through them and picked one up. “No. I’m not going to send him any too. Do you like them?” I asked him as I finished hanging them. “I love them. I love the cuttings and the materials. The colors are a bit much for me, though," he said as he wore the one he had picked up - a bright green shirt. I frowned. This newest collection was more colorful than the ones before. I chose bright colors, especially for this collection.
I woke up to the sound of someone pounding on the door. “Damian, someone’s at the door,” I mumbled onto his chest. “Let them be, Baby girl. They will walk away soon.” He nuzzled his nose at the top of my head. “Damian, open the fucking door. NOW!” A female voice shouted with the continuity of her rapping on the door. Damian froze before quickly donning his silk pajama pants. “Shit. What is she doing here?” He left me in the bedroom to open the suite’s door, and I could hear them shouting at each other. “Where is she? Where is the fucking slut?” the woman shouted. “Clarissa, what the fuck are you doing here?” he shouted back. I quickly wore one of Damian’s shirts and went to check what all the ruckus was about. I opened the bedroom door and stopped as I saw a beautiful woman. She was slender, tall, and
Uncle Chow seemed to know about me. When Damian told him my name, he said 'the famous Katarina'. Damian hesitated before answering me. “Everyone who’s close to my family, or me, knows about you.” I was shocked. “What do they know? What did you tell them?” “I didn't tell them anything, but.. I changed. My friends knew the reason is that I was, still am, in love with you. They knew that I was waiting for you. The rest knew through Rai’s family,” he said softly. I was the reason Damian changed? Wait.. The rest knew through Rai’s family? Oh God, they knew I was Rai’s, and they also knew that I was in love with Damian. I must have a bad reputation. Damian sensed the change in my mood. “Baby girl, what is it? Are you okay? Talk to me.” “Damian.. They knew about Rai and me. And they knew about you and me?” My breathing grew heavy. What would they think o
Two weeks after the incident with Clarissa, we moved back into the villa. It looked like nothing had happened there. The windows, glasses, TVs and the broken furniture looked as good as new. Damian was having a quick meeting with the general manager and left me alone in the villa.I was putting our stuff into the master bedroom’s wardrobes just after lunch when I heard someone pressing the bell of the villa. My body stilled for a moment. Was it Clarissa? Would she come back again after Damian told her to stay away? I decided that if it were indeed her, I would be the one to ask her to stay away. I knew about her and Damian, I didn’t need to be afraid of her.“Wait a minute,” I called out as the ringing continued. I went to answer the door, but the knocking stopped. Did the person go away? I opened the door to make sure.. and froze.There was a man there, shirtless, talking on the phone, with his b
“Baby girl, do you want to go anywhere today?” Damian asked me after we had lunch.I reached out my hand to take the lollipop he was sucking. It was cute to see a man like him eating a lollipop. But he swatted my hand away playfully. I rolled my eyes at him. He was so possessive of his lollipops.“No, I don’t think so. Do you have plans for today?” I answered his question as I sat down on the sofa.“My friends are here. I want to introduce you to them,” he said as his body settled beside mine on the sofa.“Your friends?” I was surprised. We had never introduced our friends to each other.“Do you not want to meet my friends, Baby girl?” He frowned.“No. I mean, I want to meet them; I was just surprised.” I smiled and gave him a peck.
When we reached the beach club, Damian, as per usual, jumped the queue. His beach club was one of the most famous beach clubs in Bali. It was always packed, and the queue was always insane. And I could see the reason why. Inside was a huge infinity pool with a bar in the middle of the pool. The interior was mostly white-colored, making it look somehow futuristic. We stepped inside the club, and it wasn’t too packed. Damian had told me that he didn’t want the guests to be too packed closely together so they could still enjoy themselves. That was why his club was famous. It was a bit difficult to get into. I looked around the club with Damian pulling me with him when I saw a group of men standing at the far end of the pool. They were Asians, but they stood up amongst the other guests. It was impossible not to notice them or to take one’s eyes away from them. I loved Damian, but I still appreciated hot and sexy men. No, I didn’t ogle; I jus