“Kat? Earth to, Kat,” I heard Cole’s voice and saw his waving hand in front of my face. I was standing still between the opened door and the passenger seat because I saw the house next to Rai’s parents’ house. Rai’s parents’ place was located in a small housing complex deep inside another bigger luxurious housing complex. There were only five houses as big as mansions there, and the house in the middle - the one next to Rai’s parents’ house always caught my eye. I heard from Rai’s mom that it was bought and renovated around the time when I was kidnapped in Bali, and it was eerily similar to the forest villa where I had stayed with Damian. The other houses were all of European architecture with pillars, and some even with statues that look like those Greek gods and goddesses, but the one in the middle was of modern-minimalist design. The design of that house was very similar looking with the floor-to-ceiling windows and
I couldn’t take my eyes away from that beautiful golden Cognac eyes that gazed at me with surprise while I was still rooted in place. Damian.. He’s also here, I thought. Suddenly I remembered what I had witnessed, and my eyes darted toward his hand that was holding a woman’s shoulder. When I saw his hand, he yanked away his hold as though the woman’s shoulder had burned him. A bitter and amused smile grazed my lips. There was no use to it now, I’d seen him holding his new girlfriend.. “Leah!” Suddenly I heard a woman’s voice calling me, and I snapped my head to my side. “Aliyah!” I exclaimed in relief when I saw my friend coming toward me. I went to her, and we met in the middle, hugging and kissing each other’s cheeks as greetings. “You look great, Leah. Oh wait.. Should I call you Kat now?” she asked. I laughed at her. “You look great too, Aliyah. You should call me Leah,” I told her. She was one o
Those strong arms that had always held me when I slept.. Those strong arms that had always provided me with a sense of security.. Those strong arms that I’d been dreaming of for the first four months we’d broken up.. And now those strong arms were now around my body holding me tight.. “Baby girl.. I’ve mis..” I heard him say, but I quickly cut him off. “We have nothing to talk about, Damian.” And I pushed his arms away and rushed to the car before he could do anything. “Drive, quickly!” I said fast to the driver, and he drove off at my words, leaving behind the man I’d once loved so much. My body trembled and tears stung my eyes as I sat in the car along the drive back home. I thanked the driver when I reached my house and entered it, tossing my key on the key bowl, and went to my room straight away, throwing myself on my bed and letting myself cry. Damian.. What are you doing? Why must you do that? It was h
Huh?! Why did he slam the spoon down? I looked at him and saw that his face had darkened and there was intense anger in his eyes.“So you’ve become that kind of girl, huh?!” he sneered.That kind of girl?“How much?” he asked with venom lacing his voice.How much.. what? How much did I pay them?“How much did they pay for your “service?”?” He put his fingers into quotation marks as he said the word service.I gaped at him. Did he think.. How dare he?! Instead of hurting me, his words angered me.“You can't afford me,” I replied and smirked at him.“How much?!” he shouted and slammed his fist against the table, which managed to make me jump a little.“Your shares in the Castilles Hotel. All of it.” I smirked again and blurted out the one thing I knew was important to him. He
My eyes fluttered open and met with a pure white ceiling. Where am I? It didn't look like the ceiling in my home. I tried to move and realized that I had an IV drip attached to my hand, and I was wearing an oxygen mask. I was also wearing a hospital gown. What happened? Why am I in a hospital? How long have I been here? I looked around and saw my precious little boy and Rai’s mom on the sofa area of the room. Little Rai looked like he was doing his homework with the guidance of his grandma. “Mom? Rai?” I called them with a croaked voice while removing the oxygen mask from my face. Little Rai was the first to notice me. “Mommy, you are awake!” he ran to my side excitedly, followed by Rai’s mom. “Katarina dear, you are awake,” she smiled that motherly smile of hers and pressed a button on the side of my bed. “What..” I tried asking her, but my voice was too hoarse. Rai’s mom went to a table and cam
“Uncle Damian!” little Rai called the man cheerfully again. Huh.. My little boy seems to know this man - Damian, that was his name. I tried to recall if I knew anyone by that name, but no, no one came to mind.Little Rai quickly placed the food container he was holding on a table nearest to him and ran to Damian excitedly with open arms. Damian squatted down and opened his arms to welcome little Rai. But then suddenly little Rai’s demeanor changed as he stopped to stand in front of Damian abruptly. He was angry now.. “You promised not to make Mommy sad!” little Rai said with anger and karate-chopped one of Damian’s shoulders. I was aghast by his action. Why did he hit his Uncle? What if Damian got angry and scolded him? “Rai, you can’t..” I began saying and was about to get off the bed to take little Rai away and protect him, and also told him that he couldn't just hit anyone as he liked when I saw Damian pull little Rai into his arms.
I woke up with a sob.. What.. Why? Those questions circled through my mind as I got off the bed. I made my way to my kitchen, taking a bottle of water from the fridge and drinking. As I wiped my lips, flashes of images came to my mind - of a strong arm encircling my body, a deep sexy soothing baritone voice telling me that he loved me. I could even catch a whiff of his scent as I inhaled the air around me. It all felt so familiar.. Hugging my own body, I let myself feel all the familiarity and emotions that came with them, and tears started running down my cheeks without me realizing it. All I could think about was.. Who was he? Why did he feel so familiar? And why did I miss him so? I heard the unlocking sound of my front door, and I quickly wiped my tears away. I knew who unlocked my door; only one person would come this early in the morning - Damian. He and Rai’s mom were the only ones who had the key to my place.
My eyes squinted to see it more clearly.. It couldn't be.. And my eyes darted to my side, toward the real thing. Oh my Gawd, he really is big!“Kat..” I heard him, and I looked at him and was mesmerized by his golden eyes that were now twinkling with mischievousness. “Did you just check out my dick?” I heard him ask sexily.“Yes..” I answered him while still being captivated by his gaze.Huh? What?!“No! No! I wasn't checking your dick!” I quickly corrected myself but I felt my whole face going red. Oh my God, how embarrassing! I hid my face behind my palms when suddenly my head jerked up in confusion.“You okay, Kat?” he asked as he looked at my reaction.“I just experienced a deja vu,” I told him. Which man ever asked me if I just checked his dick out? I tried to remember, but as usual, only a headache came to me.&ldquo
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