DANII'm sitting in the balcony, staring at the Eiffel tower.Growing up, Paris was all people talked about in school and in the movies and in books. It was everyone's dream destination. Just like Lana, I never got the hype. I honestly thought it was overrated until now.Paris is breathtaking. The city lights. The little cafés outside. The nice people. The curious tourists. The Eiffel tower. It literally glows at night.I feel strong big hands on my shoulder. I turn around to see Damien wrapping a warm jacket around me."Thanks." I smile. "Don't tell me I woke you.""No." Damien disappears back into the hotel room and comes back with a bottle of wine. Damien still looks exhausted from the flight. It was an eight-hour flight and we got here last evening. First thing we did is change into huge comfy t-shirts and baggy shorts. And then we slept. A lot.He comes back with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He falls on the plush couch next to me."I'm starving." He says. "Are you starving?
"Why do you think I brought you to Paris?" Damien grins. "I want to fùck you. Hard."Damien carries me from the floor and sets me on the couch. He kneels infront of me, planting kisses on my thighs. He slowly takes off my panties and parts my legs gently. Then he digs his head between my legs. His tongue is smooth and wet on my kitty. I hold the arm of the couch tight when he starts teasing my clìt. I let out a breathless moan, looking up at the glowing lights of the Eiffel tower. I completely lose it when he digs his tongue inside me and starts stroking. I roll my eyes back, grabbing his hair in my hands. With each stroke, I get weaker and moan louder. He strokes and strokes and strokes until I reach climax.My Fùcking God.That was the most mind-blowing òrgasm I've ever had. Nothing compares to it. Nothing comes close.Damien looks up at me with a smile. He's so satisfied with himself after the euphoric ride he just gave me. And his tongue is magic. Didn't know that little organ can
We finally sit in the bathtub after a long morning of making love and eating breakfast.Damien is sitting on the opposite side, staring at me. I splash some water on him, giggling."Why are you looking at me like that?""Nothing." He smiles. "I'm just wondering how I got so lucky to have someone like you in my life."I roll my eyes and splash some more water on him."No, seriously." He says. "These past two months have been the happiest for me. And it's all because of you. Waking up every morning and seeing your face. Having breakfast with you. Hearing your little laughs at dinner. That house was black and white without you. But you filled it with colour."Tears sting my eyes."Marrying you is the best thing that ever happened to me, Damien." I smile. "My life was so cold and dark but somehow, you managed to sneak some sun in. Every second of my life feels like a dream now. Look at me. Sitting in a bathtub naked. Staring at my handsome husband. Staying in a perfect pristine hotel in P
We take a walk to the upscale restaurant.The interior is vast and widely spaced with white tablecloths, immaculate service and chic decor. Music is hushed as are the conversations. We pick a table next to a large window with a lovely view of a luxurious hotel.Damien is sitting beside me.The married couple is sitting across from us, smiling at us.George and Gina. I met George at our wedding. The short guy with a shy smile. I remember him apologising for his wife's absence at the wedding. She was heavily pregnant and she couldn't really travel. But looking at his wife, she doesn't look like someone who was heavily pregnant two months ago. That flat tummy in that tiny little dress tells a different story.Gina is a brown, tall, skinny woman with perfect hair and a perfect face and a perfect body and perfect teeth. She's perfect. I wonder if George married such a gorgeous woman so he could spend all his life freezing her beauty in pictures. The menu is brought. We make our orders. Da
When we get to our suite, we fall on the couch of the balcony and sip on some wine."How long have they been together?""George and Gina?" Damien says. "Dated two years. Married eight years.""They met in college?""No." He replies. "They met after college when George moved to London. They actually met in a plane and it was love at first sight. Atleast according to George. And they've been inlove ever since.""Didn't look like it tonight." I scoff. "She kept talking to him like a child. And he just let her. The dinner was so awkward.""Sorry about the way she talked to you. We should've left.""Don't apologise. It's not your fault.""Love how you stood up to her. She'll think twice before messing with you next time.""I'm a big girl now." I pout my lips. "I can defend myself.""Do you want us to go to George's party?" He asks. "It's totally fine with me if you don't want to go.""Do you want to go?" I throw the question back at him."Nope." He sighs. "Being around Gina can be exhausti
flashbackIt's my birthday.I'm finally eighteen.I'm finally an adult. An adult who can make decisions on her own. An adult who can move out of her parents' house. An adult who can finally live with her boyfriend. An adult who can pursue whatever career she wants. An adult who can do whatever the fùck she wants.My parents can't punish me anymore. Or ground me. Or try to discipline me. Or make decisions for me. Or stop me from being with Brandon. This is the first taste of freedom - True Freedom - and it tastes better than chicken.I stay in bed for a while, smiling at the ceiling. I love everything today. I love this bed. And this beach house. And the big windows. And the shining sun. This is the first time that I'm actually excited about my birthday. Not as excited as my mom, but still excited.We drove over here last night to celebrate my birthday in the beach house. I can hear my mom downstairs, moving around and making arrangements. A few guests are going to join us tonight for
flashbackLike I said, it's my big day.And I'm not going to let anything mess with my mood. Not even this shocking revelation. So I look up at Andrew and smile the most cynical smile."This is great news!" I say. "I've recently discovered my passion for medicine and how heroic the profession is. But you know why I really wanted this? To give dad a doctor that he's actually proud of. You clearly can't do that."Andrew has been failing his exams lately. And so has Natalie. My dad is obviously not too happy about that. Especially because he can't brag to his friends about his doctor kids.Andrew moves closer, rage filled in his eyes. He's dad's little puppet so I just hurt his little feelings. He raises his hand to slap me but I threaten him with the lipstick in my hand."What are you going to do with that stupid lipstick?" He scoffs. "Stab me.""No." I smirk. "I'm going to stain that white shirt. I know it's your favourite.""I can afford another one." He rolls his eyes. "So that's a p
present dayDamienThis was supposed to be the best birthday gift ever.This was supposed to make Dani happy. It's something I've been thinking about doing for the past few weeks. Why? Because I'm her boyfriend. And boyfriends are supposed to move mountains to make you happy. I thought this was moving a mountain but clearly it sprinkled some salt into an old wound...On our honeymoon, I remember her saying how much she misses her family. How she would love to see them again. At the time, I didn't know I would do something crazy like this. But after seeing how she constantly checks their social media, I thought that this is definitely what she wanted! I've caught her on several occasions, scrolling down the Fàcebook pages of her mother and sister. When I saw the name "Susan Fox", I knew that was definitely her mother.So I reached out to her parents. They were so wonderful and friendly on the call. I met up with them before leaving for Paris. We did a little coffee date in a little c
DAMIENtwenty years laterIt's our twentieth anniversary.For every anniversary, we celebrate it in Bali. In the same hotel we went for our first, second and third honeymoon. There's been a lot of changes and renovations in the hotel over the years but it still gives me a feeling of nostalgia every time I come here.I step out of the shower and start drying myself with the towel.Dani is busy typing on her laptop. I apply some lotion and slide into a pair of white shorts. My wife doesn't bother to look up."George filed for divorce." I huff. "Gina cheated on him again. This time, with a younger man.""Not surprised." I sigh. "Why can't he just leave her?""He's addicted to the toxicity."Dani doesn't respond. She's still busy on her laptop. Plus, she's so over George and Gina. And honestly, so am I. For years, I wanted to save George from that abusive marriage but he clearly doesn't want to be saved. He made the bed. I'll just let him lie in it. Even if it's a bed of thorns that makes
DANII stare at Nate in shock.But he's not staring at me. He's staring at Damien."When Dani's dad shot me, I was paralysed." Nate says. "I could see everything. I could hear everything. But I couldn't move. I couldn't even feel blood oozing from my body."Okay, where's this going?"Dani was in shock after her father shot himself infront of her." He continues. "She just sat there, staring at his lifeless body. She was in shock and despair. She had lost all hope for life. That's until you came out of nowhere and wrapped your arms around her, crying. She was relieved. She was hopeful again. I was relieved too. And I was hopeful. That's when I allowed myself to pass out. All that time, I'd been forcing myself to hold on a little longer for Dani. I didn't want to leave her all alone and scared. But when you showed up, I knew she was in safe hands. So l let myself pass out."Nate finally turns to look at me, a small smile forming on his face."Remember that double date with Richard and yo
DAMIENI ring the doorbell.Dani swings the door open, dressed in her pajamas. She stares at me in complete shock and confusion."What are you doing here?" She asks in concern. "Are you okay?"I don't reply to that. I just pull her in my arms and cling to her body. I know she's pregnant and I'm probably hurting her baby but the baby will have to forgive me. I need his mother now. He can wait.Dani escorts me to the livingroom. She sneaks to the kitchen and brings me coffee. Yes, I definitely need coffee this time. I'm shaking due to the cold. Or maybe I'm shaking due to the shock. It's been a night of horror and I can't wait for it to end."What's going on, Damien?" Dani asks softly. "Where's Vanessa?"Just hearing her name sends chills all over my body. I look up at the ticking clock.The images of the last three hours play vividly in my head.Vanessa screaming in terror. Vanessa's head being chopped off. Vanessa's head being tossed in a black plastic bag like garbage. The "bad guys
VANESSABe calm.Whatever happens in life, be calm. That's one of the greatest tricks to tackle every situation in life. Be calm. Take a deep breath. Don't lose it. You might be losing it inside, but don't show them. Act calm. Act confident.I turn to look at Damien.Ofcourse I'm shocked. And confused. He just jumped out of the kitchen. He was listening to the conversation this entire time. I should have listened to my gut when I entered the house.I got a whiff of his cologne when I entered the living room. Then I got a glance of his shoes at the door. But somehow, I convinced myself that they didn't belong to Damien. A bunch of shoes look the same. And there's no way they belonged to Damien. I mean, I left him home looking hungry and exhausted. There's no way he could drive back to the city for two hours instead of taking a rest. God, I was in for a shock!But I'm still calm. "Babe." I smile. "You know I hate surprises.""Don't babe me!" He snaps. "I heard everything you just said,
DAMIENI dash into the kitchen and pour all the coffee in the sink.I don't want coffee. I want something stronger. Something like scotch. Something that will make me forget about my dad. And Vanessa. And the pregnancy scam. And the whole drug dealing thing. And the way I just talked to Dani. And the way she looked at me. All I do is hurt her with my words and actions. And all she does is be kind and nice to me. After everything I did, she's letting me spend the night at her house. God, I don't deserve her...It's pouring heavily outside.I look outside, the rain beating down on the roof and sliding down the window. For a moment there, I wish that the rain could wash away all the pain. I wish that the rain could slide down my soul and wash away all the sadness and sorrow. The doorbell rings, pulling me away from the sea of sad thoughts."Good evening, Dani." I grit my teeth when I hear that familiar voice. Vanessa. What the fùck is she doing here? How the fùck did she know that I wa
DANIDamien is standing at my door when I get home from the hospital.The second he sees me, he runs to me and our bodies clash in a tight embrace. He starts crying in my arms. And I start crying in his arms. And now we're crying in each other's arms. I don't even know why I'm crying. But I definitely know why he's crying.He lost his father. A father that he deeply loved. And today he lay his father to rest. That's hard on anyone.The sky rumbles. We break apart and silently walk into the house before it starts raining. Damien takes off his shoes and sits on the couch. I take off my black coat and sneak to the kitchen. There, I make coffee and grab some cookies from the pantry. Damien looks like he needs something stronger than coffee but it's the best choice for now. "Thankyou." He smiles when I set the tray of coffee and cookies on the table.I sit across from him, creating some distance between us. I'm just from seeing Nate in the hospital and we even kissed when I left. I wou
DAMIENThe ride home was silent.Two hours on the road with Vanessa sulking and seething and staring at me, her eyes filled with fury.The second I stop the engine, she flies out of the car and storms into the house. I follow her quickly but I can't keep up with her pace. When I walk into the house, she's already flying up the stairs.Maria steps out of the kitchen with a bunch of sandwiches on the tray."Spill the tea." She giggles. "Why is she so mad this time? What happened at the funeral?""Nothing interesting." I shrug.That's my way of brushing Maria off. Although I like her, she can be a little nosy in a way that's annoying and steps on boundaries. Vanessa is still the mother of my child. She's just a surrogate. Sometimes I think that Maria forgets that. Vanessa can be a pain in the àss but she still deserves respect as the biological mother of my child."Want a sandwich?" She offers."Sure." I grab it. "I'm starving!"I run up the stairs, chewing on the sandwich as I head to o
DANICamille's mansion was the perfect pick for the reception after the funeral.The guests are waltzing around the large livingroom, cups of coffee clutched in their hands. A bunch of bowls are sitting at the dining table with cookies and biscuits and even chocolates.I'm sitting on the couch next to Camille, munching on the crunchy cookies. Her face is blank and void of emotion but I know that deep down, she's having an emotional crisis. A few hours ago, she broke down as her husband was put to the ground. I can't imagine what that felt like for her. Spending half of your life with someone and then having to watch their lifeless bodies being lowered to the ground. Tragic."Look at them!" Camille points to Damien and Vanessa. "She's always complaining about something. They should break up already."They seem like they are fighting. Vanessa is nagging about something. And Damien is glaring at her. They are obviously the unhappiest couple in the room. I get a little thrill watching the
DAMIENVanessa slides into her black heels and walks towards me.She stands so close, looking up at me. There's a blank look on her face and it's kinda creepy. She straightens my collar and starts fixing my black tie."I'm going to ask you something and I want you to be completely honest with me."The cold tone in her voice sends shivers down my spine. She's not been speaking to me the entire morning. I thought it was odd but chose not to overthink it. I thought it's because we were both busy getting ready for the funeral. I thought maybe she's giving me some space and silence because this is the day that I lay my dad to the ground. From the tone of her voice, that's clearly not the case. She's mad at me. And from the way she's playing with this tie, I might end up getting strangled if I don't provide the answer that she wants. And that makes my heart start racing."Have you been fùcking Dani?"I can't help but laugh. I thought it was something serious. Something that was going to be