My alarm clock woke me up the next morning. It was only 5 am, and yet I needed to wake up to clean the villa and cook breakfast.
Damian had been sleeping since I came back to him last night. He didn't even want to wake up. This reminded me of the time when I was first diagnosed with depression. I spent my days asleep, not even wanting to talk, eat or take a bath if not for my mom walking me up and helping me. This time instead of my mom helping me, it was me helping Damian.
Last night my mom had called me again, telling me how shameful it was for my story to be punished like that. For everyone to know that I was raped was a disgrace to our family. Yeah, she was still close-minded in that sense.But I shut her up by telling her that I loved Damian, and he loved me too. Luckily my mom was the type who never meddled in her kids’ love lives.I also asked her for recipes to cook since she had the experience of taking care of me.I was downstairs in the kitchen preparing lunch when suddenly Damian appeared. It had been two months since he was depressed, and he had been getting better now. He was able to stay awake longer, but he still hadn't uttered a word to anyone. He mostly accompanied me and stayed silent while looking down. “Afternoon, Damian,” I greeted him and led him to a chair in the kitchen which I had placed especially for him since he didn't want to stay away from me. He was like a puppy, tailing me everywhere I went. “Your mom and Rai’s mom will be coming today to have lunch with us,” I told him despite him not going to answer. “The company is going great, and I’ve learned a lot from everyone.” I began telling him what had happened at the company - the problems that Cecilia and I had faced, and the solutions we had for each problem. Working as Cecilia’s assistant was actually very exciting. I found out I loved managing a hotel. Now, mos
I felt a feathery touch on my lips. Opening my eyes, I saw Damian’s handsome face in front of me. “Good morning, Baby girl,” he said lovingly. I nearly cried because of this simple act. It seemed so long ago since he was the one who woke me up. “Morning, Damian,” I circled my arms around his body and pulled him to me for a snuggle. “What time is it now?” I asked as I inhaled his manly scent. “It’s 9 am,” he replied as he pulled me even closer. “9 am? Why didn't you wake me up earlier?” I asked and sat on the bed. He pulled me down to lie down again. “You’ve been working hard for the past months, it’s time for me to do all the work now.” He placed a kiss on the top of my head. I have nearly forgotten that he was alright now and that I didn't have to wake up at 5 am each morning. “Do you want to eat breakfast now?” he asked. “Can I get an omelet?” I asked shyly. I didn't know if
I stopped at the bottom of the stairs, admiring the back of Damian and little Rai in their black suits. This reminded me of the time when we went to the masquerade ball all those years ago. Tonight was the night of the party/gathering of the partners of Lancaster and Sky Groups. Damian had prepared a beautiful deep dark red mermaid dress for me complete with long gloves, but I had designed another dress in the same color. The upper part was tube corset-like style and the material was scrunched up to the left side with a very high slit reaching my hip, and letting it flow to the side. I scattered black crystals on the waist to match Damian’s and little Rai’s black suits. Little Rai was the first who turned around. “Mommy, you look so beautiful. I’m going to marry someone as beautiful as Mommy in the future,” he said as he ran toward me and hugged me. Damian and I laughed at his words. Little Rai was a Mommy’s boy. “Baby girl
I felt my body growing cold and beginning to hyperventilate, but I tried to keep myself calm, not wanting anyone, especially Damian to know. I couldn't let Damian encounter him here, he will most definitely make a scene, which I didn't want to happen. I didn't want to embarrass Rai’s parents and Damian. “Baby girl, are you okay? You haven't touched your food yet, and you look pale,” suddenly I heard Damian’s voice asking me. “I’m..” My voice came out croaked, so I had to clear my throat before continuing, “I’m fine, Damian. Maybe there are just too many people here, I feel stuffy.” “Do you want to go out to get some fresh air now? I’ll accompany you,” he said as he looked at me with concern. “I think I need a little bit of fresh air, but you don't have to accompany me,” I told him. “Baby girl, I won't allow you to go out alone,” he said with a resolution in his voice. “Damian, you are one of the important person
I stretched my body, feeling sore all over. Hearing the sound of the shower, I smiled, thinking that Damian had woken up before me to prepare breakfast. Opening my eyes slowly, I felt there was something weird with my surrounding, and dread came to me. I wasn't in the villa, I was just in a regular hotel room. Looking around the room, I saw my clothes and a man’s clothes scattered around the floor, and there were two used condoms on the floor too. Oh my God.. I felt myself going pale. Jeremiah.. I quickly went off the bed and began to collect my things with trembling hands. How.. How did he manage to drug me? The water bottle was sealed. So how? I brushed every thought away, just trying to take each piece of clothing and wear them as quickly as I could. I didn't want to stay another second in this room with a monster. Just as I was about to wear my panties, I heard the bathroom door opening, and I froze from my fear
The one word that I had always said to myself that I wasn't, the one word that made me insecure, and the one man I thought wouldn't ever think and feel that way about me actually said it: disgusting. I felt a funny feeling inside me, and instead of feeling angered or saddened, I felt ridiculous that I ended up laughing out loud. How ridiculous was it for me to pretend and think that I wasn't dirty and disgusting after being gang-raped? It was better for me just to own it. Yeah.. I’m a disgusting woman. I kept laughing until my stomach hurt and tears streamed down my face. “What the fuck are you laughing at?” Damian asked me as he narrowed his eyes. I stopped laughing and wiped my tears with the back of my hands. “I’m sorry. You are right. I’m disgusting,” I told him with a huge grin on my face. “Your story of being raped by your ex is fake, isn't it? You actually were the girl in Jeremiah’s story. His ex who lik
Once the plane landed, I went to the taxi queue and got into a taxi, letting the driver know of my destination - the cemetery complex where Rai was buried. I also messaged Rai’s mom to let her know where I was going and to tell gee that I would let her know when I’d reached home. I couldn't care less that I felt myself nearly passing out several times because of the pain in my body. I endured it just to talk to Rai. Reaching the cemetery, I proceeded to Rai’s grave. I knelt beside his tombstone and caressed his picture. It was a great picture of him, showing his gentle side. Looking at the picture of Rai smiling gently, I felt all my strength, bravery, and defenses crumbling, and I broke down. My tears ran down fast and heavy, like a dam that just broke. “Rai.. I.. I’ve done something very bad. I betrayed Damian, and now he hates me..” I talked to him. “He hates me so much, Rai. He’s disgusted by me,” I continued as I sobbe
I can't breathe.. His hand is choking me. I can't breathe.. I opened my mouth to take a breath, but his sweat dripped into it. I wanted to throw up. It was disgusting.. My eyes flew open, and I bolted from the bed, running toward the bathroom. I lifted the toilet seat up and threw up in it. Disgusting.. It tastes disgusting.. I kept throwing up until there was nothing left, and my tears ran down my cheeks. I quickly got up and brushed my teeth. Taking off Damian’s shirt that I was wearing, I stepped under the shower and kept scrubbing myself. I didn't stop even when my skin burned and turned red from the scrubbing. Disgusting! Disgusting! Disgusting! I kept having nightmares about my time with Jeremiah, I felt disgusted by him and myself. Suddenly I saw a hand taking my loofah away, and a deep voice saying, “That’s enough, Baby girl. You are clean.”Clean? He was the one telling me that I’m di
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