Since then, I spent every night at Damian's place, sleeping in Rai's room. Our relationship became deeper. It wasn't always about making love. Oh, trust me, our lovemaking was always intense. True, we did it every night, morning, and sometimes afternoon too, but it was beyond that. We spent many nights talking about deep stuff; it bonded us in ways beyond any relationships I'd ever had. We really gave our souls to each other.
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One night, after one of our many lovemaking, Rai asked me to go downstairs with him. He led me to the grand piano and sat me down beside him.
"Rai, you can play the piano?" I asked, though not surprised at the thought.
"He was the best in his class." I could hear Damian's voice from behind us. I turned around and realized that Damian was sitting on the sofa, watching tv, his back toward us.
"That good, huh?" I teased Rai.
He smiled softly and started playing a song that I recognized. It was 'I Do' by 98 Degrees. He was pretty good; I thought to myself until he sang.
All I am, All I'll be...
Rai's voice was so beautiful. His deep voice was so smooth, so melodious, and somewhat so sweet-sounding. He played while closing his eyes, smiling softly, as if remembering something.. something beautiful.
Your hand brushes mine
And a thousand sensations
Seduce me cause I...
He opened his eyes slowly, looking straight into mine. His gaze pierced right through my heart. Did he feel the same way I did when our hands accidentally brushed on the first date?
Still gazing into my eyes, he smiled softly at me, alluringly yet full of love. I could feel the love he had for me. A love so deep like none I'd ever felt before.
His gaze, his voice, his smile, everything about him captivated me. I couldn't look away.
I've waited so long to say this to you
If you're asking do I love you this much
Baby I do...
He finished playing and singing, and I clapped my hands.
"Rai, that was beautiful," I told him.
"Thank you, Princess." He said as he took my hands.
"Princess, there is something that I need to ask you." He kept his hold on mine but looked unsure.
I waited patiently while smiling at him, encouraging him to ask me his question. I had no idea what it was, but it couldn't be anything terrible since Damian was with us.
"Princess, will you be my girlfriend?" He finally asked, looking deep into my eyes, smiling shyly.
I couldn't answer immediately, and I could see his smile faltering. He was scared of me not returning his feeling. All I could think at that moment was how silly the question was. I was already 32 years old, and to be asked that kind of question was silly. I thought it was already implied that we were in an exclusive relationship. But I was also scared to answer, to put a label on our relationship, as I had a failed marriage and my heart was broken many times.
"Princess?" He asked again, expecting me to answer.
"Umm.. Rai. It's not that I don't want to be your girlfriend. But I've had my heart broken, and you know, those bad experiences. I'm scared to be in a relationship. I don't want to experience a broken heart anymore. Furthermore, I will be a divorcee, and you are still single. And I have bipolar. Are you sure you want to be with me? Do we need to put a label on our relationship?" I asked him, stating all the facts so he could think about them before actually saying yes.
"Yes, Princess. There is no doubt that I want to be with you. I don't care about your status or your past. As for your bipolar, I will go to the psychologist with you and learn more about it so I will know how to handle it more. I have never felt like this in my whole life. I love you, princess. I will never break your heart. You know how much I love you. Please be mine." His voice was firm, and I could see his honesty and determination in his eyes. All the while, he was looking at me, hoping that I would agree to be his girlfriend.
How could I say no to him? This beautiful angel that I'd fallen in love with, and who still wanted me even when he already knew all the bad things about me, how damaged I was.
"I'm already yours, Rai," I whispered; the words came out without me realizing it.
"So, you'll be my girlfriend, Princess?" His eyes lighted up at my answer.
"Yes, Rai. Yes!" I laughed, feeling giddy.
He picked me up and twirled us around. I laughed at his joy.
"Congrats, buddy. Now you have a girlfriend. And Kat, congrats on having a boy toy." Damian said, smirking.
I'd forgotten that Damian was there, but I couldn't care less about him. All that mattered at that moment was how happy Rai was and how happy I was.
"Damian, could you cover my princess' eyes?" Rai asked Damian as he put me down.
"Sure." Damian walked behind me and covered my eyes with his hands.
"Where is it?" I could hear Rai asking Damian.
"Left wardrobe," was all Damian said.
"What's Rai going to do to me?" I asked Damian.
"Just wait for it." He simply said.
I waited for Rai to come back, thinking about what he would do to me, asking Damian to cover my eyes.
"Alright. You can open your eyes, princess." I heard Rai's voice.
Damian let go of his hands, and I opened my eyes.
Rai was standing in front of me with a big Hermes box.
Oh no, it couldn't be, I thought to myself.
"Princess, I want you to have this." He offered the box for me to take.
I reached for it and opened the box and dust bag covering the item inside. I could see that it was indeed the Birkin bag that I wanted.
"Oh my God, Rai. When did you buy this?" I was shocked that he had bought me a Birkin.
"During our dinner last time. I asked Damian to buy it since the SA knew him." Rai told me. So Damian left to buy the Birkin bag at that time? I thought he was buying another bag for his mom.
"Rai, you shouldn't have. How much is it? I'll pay you back." I looked at the bag, then at him.
"No, it's my gift for you, Princess. Please don't pay me back." He shook his head, reaching out to tuck my hair behind my ear, and slowly caressed my cheek with his finger.
"But, Rai.." Before I could say what I intended to say, Rai shook his head again.
"Please don't pay me back, Princess. Please just take it." He whispered.
I couldn't think of anything to say, but I finally managed to thank him. "Rai.. I.. Thank you so much. It's been so long since I've received a gift, and one as expensive. Thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me. Thank you." I whispered back. I could feel tears forming at the corners of my eyes. I was so touched, not because he bought me a Birkin, but because of his thoughtfulness. And at the same time, I was scared, scared of getting hurt again.
"Princess, I love you.. with all my heart. I will give you everything I can to make you happy. Never doubt my love for you, Princess." Rai said while wiping away my tears and looking deep into my eyes.
At that moment, that was all I needed to hear. I could see the love in his eyes, and I knew that I didn't need to be scared of loving him.
After that, Rai was almost always by my side. We spent so much quality time together. The only moments we were apart were when Rai had to go and take care of some businesses.
Of course, we also spent time with Damian, who kept on teasing us for being cheesy, but still, we spent time together like old friends.
But nothing would always be lovey-dovey, wouldn't it? I remember that it was around ten days before the party. I wanted to surprise Rai by giving him a present. As a girl, I needed advice from a guy on what to give Rai. So, I decided to entrust the task to my cousin, Frank, since Damian was unavailable. Frank was younger than me, just like Rai and Damian. He had that boyish charm, drawing everyone to his friendliness. Some would say that he was handsome but never compared his handsomeness to Rai or Damian. They were all attractive, just different types of handsomeness. I was very close to Frank; he was like a younger brother to me. Although, since he was way taller than me, and seeing how close we were, some people who didn’t know we were cousins might think that he was my boyfriend. Frank liked to put his arm around me whenever we walked together, and he always made me laugh, just like Damian. So on that day, we were w
I looked at my wrist. It was bruised. I didn’t know that my wrist was bruised, but since Damian mentioned it, I could feel that my wrist was tender. I didn’t want to say anything, afraid that it would somehow strain their relationship. “That bastard!I will punch him for hurting you. That’s not a way to treat a lady.” He said angrily, standing up so fast to go to Rai. I quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him down, preventing him from going to Rai. “Don’t. Just let it be. Please stay here with me for a while longer. I don’t want to be alone right now.” I pleaded. Damian asked if I was sure. I told him yes. After some time, Damian told me it was time to leave the room. “You’ve been here for four hours, Kat. And Rai should have calmed down by now. I actually brought Frank to meet Rai to clear the misunderstanding. He should’ve known the truth by now. F
One night while tending to my wrists, Damian asked about my bipolar. I told him that one of my ex-boyfriends was abusive, but I didn’t tell him that I was, well, gang-raped. I had only told Rai about it. I didn’t want others to know, not even my family. Damian froze when he heard that I had been abused for months by my ex-boyfriend. “That bastard.” Anger filled his voice. He was so angry that he unconsciously squeezed my injured wrist. “Umm.. Damian. You are squeezing my wrist.” I winced. He snapped back to reality and apologized. “Kat, it’s been more than a week. Don’t you think that it’s time for you guys to talk? Rai is even more of a wreck than you. It’s unsettling to see him like that, and you like this.” He said while finishing the bandage on my wrist. “Do you think I should, Damian?” I asked quietly. “Kat, you guys love each other so much. So, yeah, I think you should.” Damian put his arm around me.
The next morning, I woke up feeling better. Rai was not in the room, so I went downstairs to search for him. I saw him sitting on the sofa with Damian. His shirt was unbuttoned, and Damian was touching his chest. I wondered what they were doing. “Morning, what are you guys doing?” I asked. “Apparently, someone stabbed himself with a letter opener last night,” said Damian. Suddenly I remembered what happened yesterday. I quickly moved to Damian’s side to see the wound. “Oh my God, a letter opener can do that?” I asked, horrified, looking at the small but gaping wound. “If he used enough force, then yeah. The wound is not deep, but I think he’ll still need stitches. I’ll go to the hospital with him.” Said Damian. “No, I’ll go with him,” I told them quickly. I looked at Rai and said pleadingly, “Please, let me go with you.” “Can you drive by yourself, Rai?” Damian asked. Rai nodded, and I went along with him. *** We arrived at the hospital, and the nurse asked what had happened
The next morning, everyone was busy. Rai was on the phone most of the time, and Damian was nowhere to be found. I decided to go home for a while to take some clothes. I returned to Damian’s place just in time to prepare for the party. I was placed in one of the guests’ rooms. The maid had put all of the required stuff in the room. My dress, shoes, earrings, clutch, and a sexy boudoir-type black-with-a-hint-of-gold mask. Was this going to be a masquerade party? I thought as I sat in front of the dressing table so the make-up artist could start her work. It took me nearly five hours to get ready. The make-up artist put gold, bronze, and black eyeshadows on my eyes with cat-eye eyeliner. Even though I was Indonesian-Chinese, I have huge eyes, so she chose cat-eye make-up with smokey eyes. My big eyes now looked sharper. I had a very thin upper lip; whenever I smiled, my upper lip became a very thin line, so she decided to overdraw my lips to make my lips loo
Reaching the hotel and walking toward the ballroom was nerve-wracking. I felt insecure again, thinking that I wouldn't fit in. Rai sensed my insecurity and squeezed my hand, reassuring me that I had nothing to worry about.Nearing the ballroom, both of them put on their masks. Damian helped me with my mask while Rai took my hand. Damian gave me a once-over, shook his head then took my other hand. Now I was in-between them, each hand in the crooks of their arms. Rai was on my right, and Damian was on my left.“God saves our souls,” Damian muttered under his breath as we stepped into the ballroom.As we entered the ballroom, all eyes were on us. And I meant all eyes. I was nervous as hell. I looked at Rai, and he smiled, saying, “Don't worry, Princess, just smile. And you look perfect.” I just nodded and smiled, following his order.I turned to Damian and saw him flashing his most dashing smile toward ev
I looked up to see my savior.“Damian,” I breathed with relief.He was looking at Collin, his perfect dashing smile in place, but his eyes were glinting dangerously.And a moment later, I felt an arm encircling my waist. “And with me,” Rai said.“Rai.” I looked at him, and he was eyeing Collin coldly. Seeing the two men guarding me, Collin let go of my hand.“Sorry, Damian, Rai. I didn't know she was with you guys,” Collin said while backing away.Rai and Damian nodded curtly at Collin, and then in the next second, he was gone.They whisked me to a corner and stood guard in front of me, with my back against the wall.“Princess, are you alright?” Rai asked.“Kat, are you okay?” Damian asked at the same time.
The following day, I went down to a sight I’d never seen before. Rai and Damian were making breakfast. They were talking and joking around. I’d never seen them interact this freely before, especially Rai. He was so different from the day when we first met. “Morning, boys.” I made my way to Rai. “Morning, Princess.” He circled my waist and kissed me. “Morning, Kat.” Damian threw some flour at me. “Hey!” I protested, walking toward him, intending to punch him. Just as I raised my hand to beat him, he caught my hand, twirled me around, picked me up by my waist, and held me with my back against his body. “Damian! Put me down!” I shrieked, wriggling, trying to break away from him, but of course, it was a feeble attempt. Damian laughed, and I looked at Rai for help, but he was laughing too. These two, I thought. “Rai!” I glared at him. Finally, he came at us, still laughing. When he reached out his hands to get me, Damian stepped away so Rai couldn't get to me. “Fight me for your pr
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