It was sunset now, and Luke showed us the spot where he wanted us to kiss.
“You guys walk to that spot. When you reach it, Damian proposes and you kiss. Simple and easy,” Luke told us.
“Race you to the spot, Baby girl?” Damian smiled as he caressed my cheek.
“Not fair, you will win. Your legs are twice as long as mine.” I pouted.
“I’ll give you a head start,” he said.
I ran just as he finished his sentence. Halfway through, I looked back at him and stuck my tongue out. He laughed and ran toward me. He caught my waist, pulled me up, and twirled us just as we reached the spot.
“Damian!” I squealed and laughed.
He put me down and I turned to face him.
“Baby girl, I know the situation is not ideal..” he started saying and went down on one knee, “but will you marry me?” he asked me with a serious expression.
I knew this was just
Two weeks after the photoshoot, Lizzy texted me that it was all ready, and she would show them to us.The photoshoot was fun through and through. I had the same script while I was acting with all of Damian’s friends, mostly it was playful, not as romantic as my script with Damian.We all waited excitedly as George, Luke, and Damian set it up on the tv in the villa’s living room. Once they had finished setting everything up and sat down, Luke pressed the remote, and lo and behold, a picture of me popped up on the tv.I wasn’t really embarrassed while the pictures of me in various poses were shown on the tv. It was nothing compared to the modelling session with Nat, so I was comfortable.“Kat, you really are photogenic.” Lizzy said to me.I blushed but managed to thank her.After my pictures were all shown, the screen changed to pi
My scene with Max was quite the most romantic out of all Damian’s friends. I didn’t know why they chose Max’s one, maybe because I was comfortable with him. We were sitting down on the bed in the cabana, Max was leaning back against the back wall while I was sitting in-between his legs, leaning back against him. His arms were around my waist. We were talking, I was giggling. He whispered something in my ear and kissed my cheek. I looked at him and smiled softly. I could feel Damian’s whole body tensed up as he saw the scene. I looked back at him and comforted him. “It was just acting, Damian.” I wasn’t going to tell him that Max had called me ‘Princess’ during the scene, and I smiled softly because he reminded me of Rai. I looked back at the tv just in time to see me standing up and leading Max to exit the cabana. The scene suddenly changed to me running out from the ca
The past two weeks were blissful. Nothing bad happened, we had fun, just the two of us and also with his friends. I had become closer with his friends; I didn’t blush much when they teased me. They became more open to me now, telling me embarrassing stories about each other which I then used to tease them back.Damian was even more loving now. He showered me with affection, attention, and gifts. I was at first reluctant to receive his gifts, but I remembered how his ex-girlfriend had rejected his gifts, not because of the same reason I had, but because she didn’t like them and how she preferred to buy anything she liked and billed them to Damian. I knew how he must feel when she rejected his gifts. So thinking of all that, I let him buy me things.I loved all his gifts. He knew what I loved. He even gave me a single red rose every day. He listened to what I loved, even small things like plushies, my favorite color, and everything
“Baby girl, what Clarissa did to you was unacceptable. I don’t want to involve her parents, but we have no choice,” Damian said before calling Mr. Chow.Damian told Mr. Chow how Clarissa had slapped me again. I didn’t tell Damian that Clarissa had threatened me or that I had tried to threaten her. I didn’t want him to worry.“Katarina, I’m so sorry. We are so very sorry for our daughter’s behaviour.” Mr. Chow apologized to me on the phone.Mr. Chow kept apologizing profusely to me. He was embarrassed by Clarissa’s behavior. I felt bad about him having to apologize over and over again to me, so I assured him that I was okay, that it didn’t hurt, even though I wasn’t okay and it hurt. It wasn’t his fault at all, it was Clarissa’s. She should be the one apologizing to me. Mr. Chow promised to talk to Clarissa about it, but I had a feeling th
Flashes of images from one of the most horrendous chapters of my life came to my mind, of him beating me up, him pinning me down to the bed while he let his friends have their ways with me. His evil laugh, the way he snarled at me when I didn’t want to do what he asked me to do. Oh God, oh God, oh God. I couldn’t breathe. I needed Damian. I needed him to hold me. I reached around to get my phone, but I remembered that he was in a meeting and I shouldn’t disturb him. My stomach rumbled, and I rushed to the toilet as fast as I could before emptying my stomach into the toilet bowl. What did he want? What did he want now? He had destroyed my life. Because of him, I became traumatic, I suffered from panic disorder, a year of agoraphobia where I couldn’t even take a step outside of my own house, and I even had Bipolar disorder because he drugged me. My life had never been the same after that. What did he want after more than 10 years of no con
“Not the middle cabana, Rai," I told Max as he was striding toward the middle cabana with me in his arms.“Why not, Princess?” His steps slowed down to a stop while he looked at me.Well, the middle cabana was my special place with Damian. We always used that cabana, even with his friends around. As much as Max was doing a great job at being Rai, I didn’t want to be spending time there with someone else other than Damian.“I always used that cabana, I want to try the other cabana,” I told him instead with a smile.“Your wish is my command, Princess.” He smiled and strode toward the nearest cabana.He lowered me to the bed and sat down next to me. “Now, what shall we do? Do you want to sit here and talk, Princess?”I thought about it for a while. My mind went back to the time when I spent my time on t
“Baby girl, please. I can’t lose you. Please breathe. Breathe. Open your eyes.” I heard Damian’s voice from far away.Someone was pushing my chest. I tried to breathe but I couldn’t, I coughed instead. My chest hurt, it burned and I kept coughing.“Baby girl. You are okay. You are okay.” I heard Damian’s voice again, this time closer, and my body was lifted and carried away.I heard other people's voices, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I clung to the person carrying me instead, and soon I felt my body being lowered to a soft surface, then someone put a thing over my mouth and nose, and I was able to breath normally after that.I opened my eyes and saw Damian, Max, Nick, and two other people I didn't recognize. They all looked worried. What happened?The two people I didn't recognize came to me and told me th
“Morning, Damian,” I greeted him. It was nearly 11 am, and he had woken up before me. He was now watching tv in the living room. I straddled him once I reached him, burying my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent. “You smell nice,” I told him. His chest rumbled from his soft laughter. “I haven’t taken a shower yet.” “I know, but you smell nice.” I smiled at him. Of course, he smelled nice. As much as I loved the smell of his shampoo, soap, and perfume, his natural, masculine scent was, if I might say so, more arousing. His arms went around mine to hold me close, and I leaned to him, nuzzling his neck. “Why didn’t you wake me?” I asked him. “You needed the sleep after what happened yesterday, Baby girl.” His hold on me tightened. Oh yeah, I nearly drowned yesterday, and it scared the hell out of him. How stupid of me to run into the ocean when I couldn’t swim. “Damian, I need to thank you.. and Max, Jack, Nick, and Marco. Because you guys modeled for me, my sales h
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