The next morning, I woke up in Damian’s bed and my first thought was 'This is what I want, Damian beside me. Do I really love him?' Yes, there was not a doubt that my feeling for him was a romantic one. I loved him, and I couldn't deny it anymore. I gazed at him - his face was so perfect, his hair messy, yet he looked sexy. I brushed his hair back, and he woke up at my touch.
“Morning, Baby girl,” he said with a slow, sexy smile, pulling me closer to him, sighing in contentment.
We spent a few minutes just like that, in a world of our own, where nothing else mattered.
Out of a sudden, Damian sat up, nearly knocking me off the bed.
“Damian?” I asked him, confused at his sudden action.
“Kat, Baby girl, why didn’t you tell me about what happened with your ex-boyfriend and his friends?” He inquired.
“It happen
I was shocked by his sudden confession that I couldn’t do anything except gape at him. He laughed softly, looking at me being frozen. “I love you, Baby girl,” he repeated as his lips grazed mine softly. I couldn't believe my ears. I must be dreaming at the moment. My fingers went to pinch my arm. People said if I didn't feel any pain, then I must be dreaming. I pinched again, but I didn't feel anything. I was sure then that this was just a dream. "Baby girl?" Damian's voice reached my ears. "This is just a dream. You can't be in love with me. You are too perfect for me. And I pinched my arms, yet I didn't feel anything. Yup, this is just a dream," I told him in my daze-state. Suddenly he threw his head back, and the sound of his deep, masculine laughter echoed in the room. "That's because you weren’t pinching your arm, Baby girl. You were pinching me," He grinned. "I pinched you?" I fr
When I woke up, it was still light outside, and I saw that Damian was still sleeping on his back. I looked at him, marveling at his perfectly muscular body. My hands started to caress every inch of his body. Reaching his Adonis belt, I traced it, going downward. I wanted to see how big he was as I'd never seen it clearly. Even flaccid, he was big. I touched him, wondering how big he could get. I took him in my hand and began moving my hand along his length. The more I moved my hand, the bigger he got. When he was fully erected, oh-my-Gawd, he was huge! My fingers couldn't even curl fully around his thickness. Even if I grabbed him with two hands, I could only cover half his length. I looked at his erection and swallowed nervously. With his length, shouldn't it drive right into my chest?? I couldn’t believe that it could fit into me without hurting me! I began pumping him, and when I saw his pre-cum o
I woke up the next day with my whole body feeling sore. I turned my head, and my eyes landed on a perfectly-structured handsome face of a man staring at me.“Morning, Damian,” I snuggled closer to him.“Morning, Baby girl.” His arms went around my body, enveloping me with his warmth.We spent the next hour cuddling, enjoying the private moment we had. He kept my hand on his chest - in one way, it was to tell me what I did to him, but somehow I thought it was a way for him to let me know that he loved me.“Damian, promise that you won’t avoid me anymore? I don’t want to have not to feel your touch. I want to feel your arms around me and to hear you call me ‘Baby girl’. Cause Damian, I lo..” Just as I was about to tell him that I loved him, Damian put his finger on my lips, preventing me from saying the words.&ldquo
Around five days after the incident with Damian's friends, I woke up to the sound of Damian talking to someone. His voice was so familiar - the deep smooth voice that I’d have recognized anywhere. I ran from Damian’s room, and there he was - Rai. “Rai!” I ran toward him. Rai went to the bottom of the stairs and opened up his arms for me. I threw myself at him. It was so forceful that it nearly knocked him backward. “Eager to see me, Princess?” He laughed. “You are really Rai, right?” I touched his face and body, making sure it was really him. “Yes, it’s me, Princess.” He looked at me with such a tender gaze and tucked my hair behind my ear. I pulled him into a bear hug, not wanting to let him go. “I’ve missed you so much, Rai. Why didn’t you tell me that you are coming?” I knew then that I did miss him and loved him so much. “I’ve missed you more than you can imagine, Princess. I
“Damian..” I whispered as I looked into his eyes which were swirling with mixed emotions. “I know, Baby girl. I thought I'd be okay seeing you with Rai, but it made me so jealous that I have to have you. I’m sorry..” he said while letting me go. Walking to Rai’s room, my mind was on Damian and our kiss and lovemaking. Oh my God, if it was true that Rai and I were still a couple, then it meant that I’d betrayed Rai with his best friend! If he knew, it’d devastate him. But Rai and I were broken up, I repeated in my mind. Going into Rai’s room, I saw him lounging on the bed, reading a book. “Rai, I thought you’ll be sleeping,” I pointed out. “I want to sleep holding you, Princess. And there’s something that I need to talk to you about.” He reached out his hands to me.I climbed into bed with him, offering my hands for him to hold. “Princess, I’m sorry for breaking up with you. It wasn’t what I meant to do," he said, looking deep into my eyes. I sighed. So what Natasha told me was t
“Rai?” I asked, looking at him sitting on the bed, holding a tie, looking at me dangerously. “Come here.” He patted the space next to him. “Are you going to a business meeting? Would you like me to choose a tie for you?” I inquired, pretending that nothing had happened, hoping and praying that he didn't see what Damian and I had just done. Suddenly he grabbed and turned me over, pinning me down to the bed forcefully. “Rai, what are you doing?!” I cried in protest. He tied my hands behind my back, pulled up my shirt without warning, and entered me from behind. I cried out from the sudden, painful invasion. Without foreplay, it hurt, especially since he was big. I struggled from underneath him, trying to get away from him, but with my hands tied and my upper body pinned down, it was useless. I caught a glimpse of him from the corner of my eyes, and I swore I saw tears running down his eyes. I could see it on his face - a deadly mix of anger, pain, and lust all at the same time.
When I woke up, I could feel my whole body aching. I stretched my tired body, and everything that had happened came to me.Dread filled my whole being.What if Rai and Damian were angry toward each other? What would I do then? I tried my hardest to listen to any shouting, but there was none. It was quiet. I sighed with relief.I looked around, but Rai wasn't in the room. I knew I needed to find him to explain everything and apologize. But what would I say? That I was in love with Damian too? Or should I lie and tell him what happened between Damian and me was just because I was feeling lonely?My mind was still contemplating what to tell him as I donned his shirt when I heard Rai's raised, angry voice. I was horrified. I didn’t want what I thought would happen to happen. I quickly buttoned up Rai’s shirt so I could go to them and interfere.“How dare you touch h
I didn’t know where I was when I came to. I saw Rai sitting next to my bed; his head hung low. Damian was pacing around the room; his expression was pain and regret. “Rai, what happened? Where am I?” I asked softly as I reached out my hand to Rai. Rai’s head snapped up so fast, and Damian came to me. “Princess, you are awake. Don’t try to sit up yet,” Rai said as he took my hand. I could see that he had been crying. “What happened?” I asked again as I tried to sit up. Suddenly I could feel a sharp pain in my head and chest. I felt a pang of nausea as I touched my head and chest. My chest hurts as I breathe. “We accidentally hit you, Baby girl.” It was Damian’s turn to speak. “You guys hit me?” I asked them, shocked. “Damian, please call the nurse and doctor,” Rai said simply to Damian. “Princess, do yo
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