Sam stared up into Damian’s eyes through tears. She clenched the sheets with one hand while the other balled into a fist.Damian saw her action and before she could say anything, he bent down and captured her lips, kissing her softly. His lips at first gently moved over hers before it started to slowly coaxed her to kiss him back.When Sam finally kissed him back, Damian pulled her face closer and parted his lips. The tip of his tongue slowly grazed the outline of her lips before he started nibbling on her lower lip lightly. His kisses started to become demanding, persuading her to part her lips.Damian finally decided to travel his lips down her throat and moved to her neck when Sam didn’t give in. His one hand traveled around her waist while the other one reached for her hand, wrapping it around his neck.Slowly, he pushed her down the bed as he kissed her again passionately.“No,” she whispered, turning her head to the side that his mouth landed on the bottom of her ear. She squirm
Damian shifted in his seat inside the car that fetched him and Sam at the airport when the chauffeur informed that they’re almost at their villa at The North Coast. After almost a sixteen-hour flight, they have finally arrived at Menorca at half past ten in the evening.In the last few remaining hours of the flight, Sam finally stopped him from sweet-talking her and told him that she’s going to rest. She went to the plane’s lavatory and came back to her seat already in comfortable wear. He watched her turn to her side and closed her eyes.All throughout the flight, Damian kept a light conversation with her despite her projecting a heavy aura towards him. He showed her the sights he plans to take her to see, the yacht trips he had booked for them. Sam would only either nod and just gave a short answer.Damian knew what she is doing and he let her have his way during the flight. Once they arrived in Menorca, he will make sure that he will be getting what he wants.“Sam?” Damian called o
Looking down at her watch, Sam read the statistics the running app recorded of her activity. She looked towards the beach and saw the sun rising up, the clear blue waters reflecting its rays and finally decided to head back, running a total of 10 miles.“You good?” She asked Noah, the bodyguard who insisted that he will accompany her as per Damian’s instructions. She observed him taking deep breaths. “I hope I didn’t tire you out.”“I would have come prepared if Mr. McLaren warned us of your run,” Noah answered honestly as breathed in and out deeply. “I work out thrice a week but running has not been my best activity.”Sam just smiled at his response.“Your employer always thinks of himself,” she responded casually as she tightened her ponytail. “And, if I tire you out, bring it up with him. I don’t recall inviting him to come here. My plan is just to stay by the beach and do some running every morning.”“For all your comments against Mr. McLaren, Mrs. Cameron, he only means well,” No
Damian took a drink from his wine glass and watched as Sam conversed politely with the assigned sommelier to them that night at Flamante. He listened as the wine steward explained to Sam the hint of taste in the wine that he is recommending her and the food to go with it.When Sam finally decided on what to drink, the sommelier looked back at him and Damian nodded, signifying that he will go with the Pinot Noir wine she had chosen. A waiter then approached their table to take their orders, presenting the menu that goes together with the wine.“Did you have a great time?” Damian asked when the waiter left to relay their orders.“Yes. This is why I love the place,” Sam answered as she leaned on her chair and looked at him. “Lesser tourist and laid back. I visited Mallorca and Ibiza before and the party life was great but one night of it was enough for me.”Damian watched as she took another drink from her glass.“You’re not planning to get drunk on me, are you, Sam?” He asked flatly.Sa
WARNING: This chapter contains sexual/mature content. Please read with discretion.Sam looked at Damian, who seemed to have no interest to whatever she’s going to tell him. She watched as he poured himself another drink and downed it in one go.“You’re going to get drunk!” She chided softly as she reached for his glass.“Does it matter?” Damian returned as he pushed her hand away. “That way, whatever you will be telling me, I won’t remember it! Now, what is it that you’ve been so adamant to tell me about?”“Damian, I’m afraid!” She suddenly exclaimed.Damian stopped mid-air in pouring another drink, looking at her. He remained silent for a while before finally putting down the bottle and his glass. He then pulled Sam into his arms and caressed her face.“It’s normal to be afraid, Sam,” he said softly. He kissed her hungrily. “But it’s going to be me that you’re going to bed with. You’re not going to regret it. I’m a generous and sophisticated lover. You’ll wonder why it took you too l
Sam woke up with a splitting headache the following day as she lay flat on her back and started to massaged her forehead gently to ease the pain.When she opened her eyes, she found the space beside her empty and she grimaced as recollection of what happened last night came back into her mind.“Samantha!” Damian shouted above her hysterical cries. He grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her roughly to get her to look at him. “Stop it and look at me!”“Let me go! Let me go!” She only cried, tears streaming down her face. “Please don’t hurt me!”Finally sitting up on the bed, Sam noted that she still wore the coat that Damian had made her wear after that hot session in the car. She shuddered as she recalled how she had allowed Damian to take over her body at the back of the car last night.She remembered how her body responded to his lovemaking and the horror she felt when she found out that his men knew what the two of them were doing. That was all that stuck into her mind when she w
Sam stared at her one hand silently and her heart tightened at the gold band that Damian inserted on her ring finger thirty minutes ago as she sat on a ledge on her own while Damian took a call. She remembered how he pulled her close and whispered in her ear when the presiding judge said he may now kiss her.“You may have achieved your goal, Samantha,” he whispered in a deadly tone. “But, let me tell you that I’m not a fool. Welcome to my world, your very own hell.”Damian then smiled down at her and kissed her deeply. The tip of his tongue grazed her lower lip as she kissed him back while his one hand is splayed on her exposed bare back while the other one is wrapped around her waist.“Now, you’re mine,” he added as he pulled away.Sam turned towards the front and watched as Ara, Vincent, Darren, Santi, Vanessa, Trent, Jacob and Andres clapped and cheered for them. Flashes from their camera phones came nonstop.“Smile, Sam,” Damian whispered, his lips pressed on her head. “Show your
WARNING: This chapter contains sexual/mature content. Please read with caution.Despite the alcohol he had taken, Damian is definitely not drunk. But he knew that he is intoxicated with Samantha’s scent as he inhaled deeply, his face on the crook of her neck. He pulled her closer to him and he wrapped an arm around her waist as she stepped out of her shoes, leaving them together with her dress on the floor.“I’ve been waiting, Sam,” he said huskily as his hands traveled to her buttocks. He gripped them hardly, making her jump and he chuckled. “You’ll be doing more than just jumping later.”Damian, with his one hand returning to her lower back, pushed her towards the bed and effortlessly lifted her up and placed her on the center, without removing the bed cover. He knelt in front of her and unbuttoned his shirt, taking them and flinging it to the floor where her dress is.“Soon you’ll be undressing me, Sam,” he said arrogantly as he placed both hands on each of her side, trapping her. “