Date = 22 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - Damion“Hey, it’s Damion Grimm,” some guy says to his date and points. Fuck. I smile faintly as they walk past, feeling the pull of the scab on my lower lip. “He looks like shit.”“I thought he was still in hospital,” he continues as they are walking down the red carpet.“I heard he was tied to a pole in his underwear.” People are going to remember that one for a while. Damn, assholes.“Heard he nearly died though.” The twins look uncomfortable. Yeah, the ‘nearly-died’ part scared them so good, they agreed to me dating their sister.“He looks rather bad,” the girl adds looking back over her shoulder. I grinch, whilst the twins beam conceitedly at me as if they just got laid. They did it. Stripped me to my Calvin Klein, taking turns to fight me. And then they tied me to a pole — exposed.“You do look rather bad,” Enrique huffs and straightens the jacket of my suit. Cameras flash frantically from the other side of the stanchions. I
Date = 22 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - DamionEd Sheeran sings gruffly in tune with my heart.‘I found a love … for me ….. darling, just dive right in …. follow my lead’I pull her more into me as we move over the dance floor. I lower my head into the vanilla flavor hair and sniff in a breath. I swear it makes me high. My heart pounds underneath her palm. Can she feel how out of control I am?‘Well, I found a girl …… beautiful and sweet ….I never knew you were the someone waiting for me … ‘“Damion?” I look down into those bluest of blue eyes and feel as if I’ve overdosed on happy pills and coffee. She’s slowly destroying my demons one by one without even doing a thing. Just her presence is enough.‘Darling just kiss me slow …. ‘“Mm.” I’m on a high.“I want to kiss you.”“Huh?”A huge smile spreads over her face. Hell. She drives me crazy and wild — but I’m helpless when she smiles. Even my knees turn into the proverbial jelly.‘I whispered underneath my breath … bu
Date = 22 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Damion’s house)POV – MelaenaWARNING – Sex scene !!!!! Damion’s lips are full and soft, but his kiss is desperate and eager as if he is struggling with something — inside himself. He nibbles my bottom lip softly and takes the gap to deepen the kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth.I feel hot all the way to my toes … and back up, and at other horny spots along the way.No man has ever held me like this before, or kissed me like this before … And all I know is that I never want this to end. Right at this moment, nothing else matters.I move my hands beneath his shirt, and he winches slightly, but does not break the kiss. Anger rises through my body and mixes with the lust. He’s in pain. My damn brothers almost killed him. I’ve never been so scared and furious in my life when Deimos told me what happened. The thought of losing him nearly destroyed me. I wanted to kill off all my brothers — in a slow gruesome way. And if it wasn’t for their pit
Date = 22 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Damion’s house)POV – DamionWARNING – sex scene!!!“I love you.”It was just a whisper, but it was clear enough.I don’t think she meant to say it out loud, but it snookers me and stops my heart.The usual fear of being unworthy leaps into my heart and grows until it feels as if it’s going to burst and destroy me. But this time there’s no backing out — Johnny walked through the tunnel.And what a walk it was.I have never been so aroused. I could barely contain myself. I’ve never felt this much desire … this hunger. And I had no control. None, whatsoever.She moans in her sleep and I pull her closer, tracing the contours of her arm with my finger. She’s so fucking perfect. My body stirs as I watch her.I can wake her. Have my way with her again. I wiggle my nose into her hair, smelling the vanilla flowery cocktail that’s her, and sigh. I’m so fucked.I switch on the TV and scroll through the channels until I land on Harry Potter and the Philos
Date = 23 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Damion’s house)POV – DamionWARNING – sex scene!!I wake up to an empty bed and for a brief moment, panic strikes my heart — not something wholly new to me. Fear and nightmares too. I came to know it all too well ever since my sister died. And in the time since, I’ve been prancing around a stockpile of guilt and a dash of PTSD, conjointly.For a second, the thought that something happened to her scares me, or that she might have left, or that D took her. All very real possibilities.But then I hear movements in the bathroom and I start to breathe freely. Her phone is on the nightstand and I take it to see what time it is.There’s a message on the screen. She must’ve forgotten to close it after reading it. It’s from the douche ex-boyfriend.Ren: We need to talk about Damion #TruthMustComeOutAsshole.Suddenly, I have a cramp in my tummy. Truth? What truth? There are so many.Will it be so bad if I just snap his neck or something? I mean, one le
Date = 23 NovemberPlace = San Francisco (Damion’s house)POV - Damion“Listen, dude, I’m really sorry for giving you that pill,” Logan apologizes. Finally, he’s come around. I knew he would given time.“It’s not your fault. No one knew I was allergic.” I pat him on the back and help him to lift the cooler. “Not even me.”“And you should know that even though you dating my sister is creepy,” he continues while pulling an I-smell-shit face, “I much rather have you as a brother-in-law than anyone else.”“If that makes any sense,” he scuffs.“Thanks.” What else can I say?“Hi, Sorella! (Italian = sister)” Alejandro strides into the kitchen, grabs Mel from behind, and swings her through the air.“Eeehh,” she screams just before she throws her arms around his neck and whispers something in his ear. His icy eyes find me over her shoulder, guarded, appraising me.Mel whispers some more before she lets him go and he gets this big mischievous smile on his face, lighting up his eyes.I hate thei
Date = 30 NovemberPlace = Rome (Terrazze Fedro Penthouse)POV - DamionI stare down at the photo on my phone. The one Chloe sent to me earlier.If I thought it was bad then … it’s much much worse now. At least then I didn’t know the asshole was related to me.“Say something,” Dad pleads from behind me. It feels as if I’ve been kicked by a horse in the stomach. I’ve been kicked by a horse, and this is pretty much how it felt like.I don’t have words. None. What do you say in this situation?Congratulations? Are you fucking kidding me? I’m so happy? That’s nice? Oooh, I always wanted an older brother?None of them is what I have in mind. No, I’m thinking way more elaborate — more in the terms of —piss off and fuck me blind.But I can’t say that to my father, now can I.So, instead, I’m standing on the expansive terrace of my penthouse, with my back to him, staring at the view stretching from St. Peter’s Dome and the Vatican to the Vittoriano and the historic city center.It’s a beautifu
Date = 7 DecemberPlace = San Francisco (Damion’s house)POV – MelaenaFor the last romantic touch, I put the vase with fresh flowers in the middle of the table. I stand back and look at my hard work with a satisfied smile. I’ve laid the table, Alejandro helped me light the fireplace, and the food I prepared is being kept warm in the oven.I’m showered and dressed — comfortably in his shirt and jeans, but with some wicked sexy underwear, and no shoes. I hope he loves the surprise. Although, this might backfire and the surprise may be him dumping my ass.Then I hear the key turning and my heart almost stops.He’s back!Oh my. He’s really here. And for the first time in two weeks, my spirits lift a fraction and I allow myself to wonder how this night is going to go. The best scenario — we’re going to chat and eat and indulge in loads of steamy hot sex. I don’t want to think about the worst — where he shatters my heart and destroys me forever.Damion left for Europe the day after the near