“Damian, can I ask you something?” We were watching the news in the living room, and I turned my body to face him while sitting on my heels on the sofa.
“Hmm?” He asked without taking his eyes off the tv. I knew it was important for him to watch the news, but the questions had been bothering me ever since we met again.
“I need to ask you something, but I want you.. I NEED you to be honest with me," I enunciated to show him how important this topic was for me.
My words and tone caught his attention. He turned his body toward mine, placing one of his legs on the sofa so we could see each other more comfortably.
“What is it, Baby girl? Are you okay?” he asked with concern in his voice.
I nodded. I paused for a while before asking him. I wanted to choose my words carefully, but I didn’t know how, so I decided to just ask him honestly.
I inhal
The next two days, Damian was silent. He was still gentle, and he smiled lovingly and sweetly at me, but he always had a faraway look in his eyes. It made me scared, and at the same time hurt to see him like that. The last time he acted like this, he was going to tell me that he couldn’t be with me. Was it wrong for me to ask him those questions? Him being this distant hurt my heart, but it wasn’t because of his fault. It was because of my own mistakes. I shouldn’t have asked him those questions. I had promised myself, and him, that I would wait for him, to wait until he was ready to tell me his secrets, but I hadn’t counted nor prepared myself for him to become like this - distant and ignoring me. He was in the living room, watching the news, while I was in the kitchen washing the dishes. I washed the dishes slowly, bracing myself because I knew after this, I had to apologize to him, but wha
“Oh Damian..” I circled my arms at the back of his neck and buried my face in his neck, crying for him, crying for the little boy that he was. All these times I thought my demon was the worst, but he had been living and battling with his own even uglier demon. I had many people supporting me, he was even my strength, but he was battling alone, and this hurt my heart. “They took turns fucking me every day and they always came all over my body, leaving me sticky with their disgusting cum. Every time I struggled, every time I showed them that it hurt, they would become even rougher and they would laugh mockingly at me, telling me how I was secretly enjoying it too.” He shuddered as he paused suddenly. “Fuck, maybe they were right. Maybe I was secretly enjoying it, and that was the real reason why I didn’t tell my mom.” His laugh that came after that sounded so bitter, full of self-loathe, that it wrenched my heart. “N
Damian became even more affectionate toward me after he told me of his demon. He kept holding me, not letting me go, and that made me smile and laugh all day. He was the most affectionate man I had ever known, and I didn’t even know that he could get more affectionate. But who was I to deny his affections? After dinner, we washed the dishes together, with him throwing bubbles at me. He was playful and relaxed, and I loved him being this way. We took a shower together and dried each other bodies, tickling each other, and giggling. We were happy. He pulled me along to the bed, both of us naked, of course, and he sat back against the headboard, positioning me, so I was straddling him. I could feel us against each other, but he didn’t do anything about it. He looked at me instead, smiling softly while caressing my face, brushing my hair away from my face. “Baby girl, you asked me why I.. hated yo
“Ohh..” I said. I knew he must feel afraid of meeting his friend’s dad. He opened his eyes and continued. “I had introduced him to my mom, and mom was so happy that I had a friend. But we hadn’t told him about my past. I felt meeting his dad would.. terrifying. I told mom about it, and she said maybe it was time for me to try to know other grown-ups. Mom knew of his family, and she said that his dad wouldn’t do bad things to me. Mom didn’t force me, but I knew she was worried about me not being able to socialize freely.” “Did he force you to meet his dad?” I whispered while looking at him, scared that his friend had forced him. He shook his head slowly. “I told him that I was scared of meeting his dad. He knew I was scared, as I’d told you before. He had protected me from his friends, so he didn’t force me to meet his dad.” I exhaled with relief. He really was a great friend.
“Damian, you should teach me how to swim, you know..” I told him as we were splashing around in the swimming pool.“What for? I prefer to hold you whenever I can.” He grinned at me while he was holding me.I rolled my eyes at him. “You do remember you pushed me five years ago while we were swimming and I nearly drown?” I accused him.He pulled me even closer and nuzzled my neck. “And do you remember what happened after that, Baby girl?”I blushed at the memory. He had made love to me in the swimming pool.“You fucked me but you came so fast that I didn’t come.” I teased him. I lied.. Of course, I reached my climax every time he made love to me.“Maybe I should rectify it then.” He kissed me hard and moved us along the pool, placing my hand on the side of the pool.
I knew he liked me, but not to the extent.I didn't say anything. It seemed like the proper answer at the moment.“I gushed about you to Rai after that. But I wanted to ensure that you didn’t want me for my money. I always tested girls by bringing them to branded stores, wanting to see if they would take my offers to buy them expensive stuff. Rai told me that you were different, that you wouldn’t fall into my trap.” He cast his eyes down at our hand, and his thumb caressed mine.“Remember our third date, Baby girl?” he asked me as he locked his gaze with me again.I nodded. It was the time when he offered to buy me bags while we were in Chanel and Hermes.“I’m sorry to say that I was testing you. You passed my test while we were in the Chanel boutique. But when Rai was paying at the Hermes Boutique, and I asked if you wanted the Bir
Switching the TV off, I put the remote back on the table, leaned back against the sofa, and let my eyes close. The K-drama I had been watching was heartbreaking, though it still had a happy ending. I recalled one of the theme songs and began singing when suddenly I felt an arm wrapped around my shoulder. "The show was sad?" the man beside me asked as he helped wipe away my tears with tissues. "Of course, it's sad. It's a romantic K-drama!" I exclaimed as I opened my eyes just in time to see him chuckling. "Sing again, Baby girl. You've never sung for me before." He nuzzled my cheek with his nose. I rolled my eyes at him. "You know I have a bad singing voice." I looked at him and saw the scar on his cheek. "Does it still hurt?" I asked. "Not anymore," he replied. We went to the forest this morning, and a thorn from a tree ste
I heard the front door opened just as I finished cooking fried rice in the kitchen.“Welcome home, Damian.” I glance briefly at him to give him a smile.“It’s good to come home to you, Baby girl.” He came to me and held me from behind, planting a kiss on my cheek.“Good to know.” I laughed.“You are cooking?” he asked me, still shocked hey that fact.“I knew you just had a big meeting, and I wanted to cook for you. Sorry I only cooked fried rice,” I told him sheepishly.“I like your fried rice.” He put his chin at the top of my head, and I could hear a smile in his voice.“Good then.” I grinned, and placed the rice on each plate, bringing them to the dining room table with tea for us too.We began eating, but I noticed that he was quiet.“Did the meeting not go greatl
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