His Plan

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CHAPTER  9

Damian had to admit his brain buzzed at the mention of pounding. He loved the idea of deep and hard/rough sex so much that when the goddesses asked, he rarely declined them.

But…

Now was not the time. His mind was elsewhere, to the defiant young lady that refused all of him and knew his secret.

While his brain barely worked, thinking about Aria, Azura’s hand slipped down past his belt to his crotch and began to move her hand up and down in a relatively slow and tempting manner.

“Hmm.”

He drew in a deep breath but fell silent all the same. Stopping her like that would not stop the goddess who wanted her fair share of him.

“Azura.”

“Yes?” Her sultry voice filled his ears, sending vibrations down his body to the one place she needed the most – his manhood.

“Tch, naughty.”

He yanked her hand before she got any chance to complain and stepped away from her.

Quickly, Damian spun on his heels just before she could make a leap and latch onto him again.

He shot a cold glare her way, stopping her in her tracks as he held her whimpering eyes. She was at it again. That move usually moved him before and she got what she wanted.

Surprisingly, even after she played the cute girl card on him, Damian’s eyes did not change.

They looked deadly and cold as though they could bring down the flames of hell on someone.

“Damian!” she burst out in frustration. “I want you.”

He heaved out a deep sigh and shook his head with his eyes remaining closed. “Azura, my no is my final. It is time for you to return. I have more important things to do than blowing my load in your honey hole.”

She frowned, keeping her hands folded underneath her bosom, allowing that act to push her chest further into his view.

“Not happening,” Damian noted once more. “I mean it. I am busy.”

Azura dropped her hands by her side and turned her head as she let her displeasure show. “Hmph!”

“Such a child.”

With that, he returned to his seat and brought out his laptop while ignoring her presence.

After thirty minutes of standing there and remaining ignored, she was forced to take his advice and leave but not before telling him her plans.

“Since you rejected me, do not blame me when I send you clips of me having my holes pleasured by another man more capable.”

"Tsk. What’s new? In the end, they would always be half the man I am. Besides, I am a god, what do you expect? And a sex god at that, no one can please you like I do which is why you cannot seem to get enough and would always come back.”

Seeing how defeated he made her feel, she turned away and disappeared through her portal.

“Hahaha, naughty Azura. Thought that would never end, lol.”

With his enchanting smile still smearing his face, he concluded his work on his laptop and picked up his phone.

“I should find out about the progress so far in getting her. I cannot wait to make her see how many ladies are dying to bed me.”

Keeping his thoughts aside, he placed the call to Mr. Harvey and waited for the latter to answer.

“Hello?”

“Oh, Mr. Stormborn,” Kyle greeted in a lively tone, hoping to hide his nervousness from him. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”

“Quit acting up. It’s irritating. You do not want to get on my nerves now, do you?” Damian warned.

“Hahahaa, my bad, my bad. I wouldn’t dream or dare to.”

“Better. Have you gotten her as I requested?”

“Her?”

Immediately Damian’s brows snapped together. He knew this game all too well and he could already sense that something had gone wrong.

“Kyle?”

“Yes?”

“Where is she? Where is Amber Star?”

He gulped at how Damian’s voice changed from its already deep and domineering tone to something deeper and dangerous.

“She…” He breathed out. He was unsure about how to proceed and not get the wrath of the cold superstar on him. “I can’t find her.”

He shut his eyes immediately after those words fell out of his mouth, anticipating the rage he was to get but to his surprise, a few seconds after that, no word came from the other end of the phone.

He opened his eyes and pulled the phone from his ear to check if Damian was still on the line. “Hello?” There was no response.

Steeling his resolve, he breathed in and finally placed the phone on his ear. No second had he done that than the thundering voice of Damian resonated through the phone.

“Mr. Harvey, where is my journalist!”

DING!

His brows furrowed deeply. He knew something was up but he was beginning to get angry. He looked up, his gaze landing on the door.

Without bothering about who the disturber might be, he bellowed, “Enter if you hate your life.”

Immediately the party outside his door froze as the hands that had touched the doorknob suddenly retracted in fear.

On the other end of the call, Kyle listened to the terror that whoever the unlucky soul was about to face and decided now was the best time to flee.

His thumb moved on their own out of fear for dear life to tap on the red icon of the call screen when Damian’s commanding voice rang through, forcing him to stop.

“Dare end that call and I shall do more harm than any good I have done for you,” he threatened.

Gulp!

“Haaha, you have it all wrong sir. I am not planning anything of that nature, sir.”

“Better. Now, where is Amber?”

“From what I recall, you said I have from then till the end of the day to get her to you. The day is still young sir and…”

“Still young?!”

Kyle shut his eyes and clenched his jaw tight. Bloody hell he hated the situation he was in now.

He could almost understand why Aria would not want to work with him but there was no way she could have known this side of him right?

Even though he knew what he did was wrong, pushing Amber against her will, when some celebrities wanted to have their way with any beautiful girl, he found himself unable to run from this or his business crumble.

Besides, almost every girl wanted to be in Damian’s bed and to be paid a hundred times their usual salary for just doing normal work was way more than enough to drive her to his home.

He knew many of his employees who would readily open their legs for Damian just to have him let alone make him beg.

Right now, he wondered if really, she was not playing hard to get.

“Kyle Harvey, you have the next two hours to get her to my home. Final.”

“Sir, I am afraid that would be… problematic. Amber left the office today from my guess. No one has seen her since you left.”

“Tch. That little wild rabbit. Find her all the same. I shall increase the time back to its original deal.”

Phew!

Kyle heaved out a deep sigh of relief and slouched in his chair. After a few minutes on a call with Damian Stormborn, he was already sweaty and mentally exhausted.

“Bloody hell,” Kyle muttered without giving his words a thought.

Almost instantly, he heard Damian’s displeased voice. “You said?” Damian questioned sharply.

Kyle’s eyes flew open upon noticing what was happening and cleared his throat. Nothing sir. I will get to work now. Have a good day.”

He did not wait for Damian to speak further and ended the call. His finger slid down his notification bar and put his phone on airplane mode.

Nothing was going to make him answer any call now. All he wanted was extreme rest.

“One hour to get my brain back. After that, I shall find this Amber myself and skin her if necessary. Goodness me!”

Damian heaved a deep sigh as he leaned back against his chair and kept his gaze on his laptop.

“Where could you be, little rabbit? Did you not know running away when no fire has been lit is foolish? Tsk, I guess I need to set fire to your home in other to bring you out.”

His eyes blinked severally and became still as he stared blankly ahead.

His words resonated deep within him, bringing sense to what he had said.

“Set fire to her home,” Damian recalled. A mischievous grin formed on his lips as his once frustrated eyes suddenly lit up. “Perfect.”

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Escaping from the office, Amber was glad she could get home peacefully.

After entering her house, she slouched on the couch lazily as her brain recounted the bad encounter, she had thanks to encountering a certain someone.

“Peace at last.”

She spent the next hour just lying peacefully on the couch to get her strength back. Once she found it, she decided to have a cold bath first before stepping out to eat.

“Hmm, once I am done eating, I might as well just pack out for the next few days and stay in a hotel or go to the hospital and get admitted.”

Her plan seemed nice but she was skeptical still. She had work. What excuse was she to give?

“Tsk. I shall worry about that later but for now, soaking in the tub would be heavenly.”

Time flew by quickly and before she knew it, she had spent forty minutes relaxing in the tub when suddenly an alarm went off.

Amber's eyes flew open upon realization as she sat up in the tub.

A minute later, she heard the thundering footsteps of the residents in the house accompanied by a faint scream.

“Fire?! Shit!”

Without thinking much, she rose to her feet, picked up her towel and tied it around her chest as she rushed out of the bathroom.

“Fire! Evacuate the building quickly,” she heard someone yell.

“Oh God…” She turned around, in search of her robe or something to cover up when she heard a bang on the door. “Damn it, I got to run now.”

Without thinking properly, she picked her pheon from the table in the living room and hurried to open the door.

“I’m coming. Thanks for coming, I am evacuating the build…” Her words hung on her lips when her eyes landed on her supposed good Samaritan saviour.