Damian leaned back in his chair, the dim light of the room casting shadows across his sharply defined features. The laughter that erupted from him was hearty but edged with something raw, something Blue couldn't quite place.To her it sounded crude, a ravenous noise that echoed through the tension laden air between them. "You think I'm like those horny ass men who'd do anything for a spread leg or do you think I'm that easy?" He challenged, turning his chair to face her directly."I own you, so I decide when you get into that pussy of yours."The intensity of his gaze felt like a physical weight pressuring down on her and she instinctively gulped, holding her breath as if the very air between them had thickened. "I'm sorry.. I just" Blue began but the words caught in her throat as tears streamed down her face.Confusion flickered across Damian's features, his brow furrowing in disbelief "the hell you crying for?" He asked frustrated, running a hand through his tousled hair. Sighing as
Damian sat in his sleek modern office ,the soft hum of the technology sounding. He was deep into a project when his personal driver, Marco called. The tone in Marco's voice as urgent, cutting through the usual calm and Damian's day."Sir, Miss Harper has been in the apartment for a while now, she notified me if she didn't come out in a few minutes I should call for help" Damian raised an eyebrow, irritation creeping into his voice "I don't remember my number being 911" he ended the call trying to redirect his focus back to the spreadsheet on his screen.But just as he settled back into his work, his phone rang " Kitty" flashed across the screen and an instilling feeling settled in his gut. Something was definitely wrong. Without hesitation he answer the call,but all he could hear was muffled sounds, please...panic.With a rapid movement, he grabbed his coat and dashed out of the office calling Marco for the location. When he arrived at the apartment building, urgency propelled him for
Damian's povThe room was cloaked in darkness, the kind that felt alive, pulsating with the tension of four heartbeats–three prisoners, one captorI leaned against the cool wall watching the scene unfold in front of me. The dim light barely illuminated Alex striking features accentuated by the flickering shadows "step within five feet of her and you're gone" he warned his voice low and menacing, a predator stalking it's prey.The three figures tied to a chair flinched at his words, their muffled cries, barely escaping the fabric binding Thier mouths.I wish I could feel sympathy for them but the disgust I felt was overwhelming. They had tried to hurt Blue. Torn apart the fragile peace she had managed to build. The irony of it all–those who should have protected her plotted her downfall. Scums.Alex yanked on the hair of Blue’s mother eliciting a cry That echoed through the room and it only solidified my resolve. The more I watched the more I realized they deserved worse.I clenched my
Nora POV:As I stared out the car window, the California sun cast a golden glow over everything making tye streets shimmer like magic. Mr Thompson, my chauffeur kept his eyes glued to the road but my mind was racing with thoughts of what had happened to Blue. And then I saw a flash of her dark brown hair swaying as she was walking down the side walk."Stop!" I shouted, the excitement bubbling up inside me. Mr Thompson hit the brakes asn I jumped out before he could even say a word.I hurried towards Blue my hands on my hips trying to look serious. Though couldn't help the smile tugging at the corner of my mouth."Aren't you meant to be in bed, resting?" I said my voice dripping with playful authority. Blue turned around. Her surprise melting into a grin."Aren't you meant to be on your way to school?"She shot back and we both laughed the sound brightening the quiet morning."I just wanted to get a gift for someone special" she said her cheeks tinged with a hint of bashfulness."Me?" I
Blue's POV"Do you have sex with my dad?" Nora asked her voice cutting through the cheerful ambiance like a knife. I nearly chocked on my drink, wide eyed, taken aback "what?" The question hung in the air surreal and heavy. This was not a conversation I expected to have over boba with an eight year old."Sexual intercourse" she elaborated her tone causally that I felt a mix of disbelief and shock. How did this little girl know about such things?Nora noticed the worried look on my face "Everyone in this generation knows a thing or two about sex Blue, no need to overthink this" she said standing up from her seat. "Besides you don't have to answer if you're uncomfortable".I opened my mouth to respond but no words came. I didn't want to lie, but the truth felt to complicated to explain to a child. After our outing, my mind raced with thoughts of how to bring this up to Damian.How do you tell a father that his daughter is curious whether her nanny is sleeping with him?. How did she eve
Blue's POV:I thought I was getting better. I really did. I lay in bed replaying everything, trying to see what happened. I looked to see where everything went wrong. Why my life had to be soo miserable.All these years, Tom stripped away myself layer by layer until even my bones had no trace of my personality. I lost sight of the girl I used to be.The problem was that I wanted to be Loved so badly. I couldn't tell it wasn't love. "You're so much better than that" Damian's words clinged to my heart.I tossed and turned my mind refusing to settle. Every time I closed my eye all I could see was Damian. The way his lips had felt on mine, soft yet insistent, sent shivers down my spine.My body had responded in ways I hadn't expected igniting a warmth that lingered long after the kiss ended. It was just too much to handle.With a frustrated sigh. I swung my legs over the side of the bed. My heart racing as I made my way to the kitchen. Water. That's what I needed, I picked a bottle the co
Blue's point of viewThe pulsating lights of the club room created a surreal atmosphere, each color swirling like a dream around us. And there he was, the man who had saved me when I least expected it, looking more captivating than I rememberedHis deep blue eyes held my gaze, his midlength hair casually styled inyo a half up, half down messy that somehow added to his angelic aura."Me?" He asked, confusion flickering across his face as he pointed to himself. I felt a rush of nerves and warmth."I don't remember ever seeing you," he continued his calm demeanor, contrasting sharply with the whirlwind of emotions inside me."I didn't think you would," I replied shyly, my heart racing, "you saved me once." The words tumbled out before I could stop myself. "I just wanted to say thank you; I'm really grateful. It might not have seemed like much to you, but it meant loads to me... I've always wanted to make it up to you, although I know how." My memory flushed with the memory of that terrif
Blue's povAs I sat across from Alex at the exquisite restaurant, the ambience felt suffocating rather than inviting. The soft glow of the chandeliers and the clink of fine china only amplified the sensethat I didn’t belong. I shifted in my seat, acutely aware of the beautiful dresses and tailored suitssurrounding us, while I wore a simple blouse and jeans—an outfit that felt painfully inadequate."I'm sorry," I blurted out, breaking the silence. "For what?" Alex asked, his gaze fixed on me, those warm blue-grey eyes sending butterfliesfluttering in my stomach. "I must seem out of place," I admitted, glancing down at my attire. Thewords tasted bitter on my tongue, a reminder of my insecurities. "I don’t mind really, but if you're uncomfortable, we can—" he began, genuine concern threading through his voice.“No, it’s alright, you know,” I replied, forcing a smile that felt more like a façade than a reflectionof my feelings. I could see in his eyes that he wasn’t buying it. Withou
Damian's povI stormed into my study, slamming the door behind me, the sound echoing in the otherwise quiet room. I was pissed, though I couldn’t quite pinpoint why. Watching Blue and Alex together had struck a nerve. It wasn’t the first time, but something about their interaction today felt particularly infuriating.I tried to focus on the work in front of me, but my mind kept drifting back to Alex caressing Blue’s face. That fucking slut. Minutes passed, and just as I thought I could drown myself in my tasks, Alex waltzed in with that infuriating, smug expression of his. “Thought you were meant to take a break from work?” he said, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he plopped down on my couch.I shot back, unable to hold back my irritation. “If you have so much time on your hands, why don’t you go look for your mother?” The coldness in my voice was evident but I didn’t care. “Ouch, man, that hurt,” Alex said, stepping closer, that damn smirk still plastered on his face. “So, what ex
Blue's povAs I sat at the breakfast table, I couldn’t help but steal glances at Damian. He was so focusedon pouring honey onto Nora's pancakes and I found myself completely mesmerized by him. Despite the dark circles under his eyes, the result of weeks of relentless work, he still looked breathtaking.I had been so blinded by hate for so long that it was only recently that I started to notice how incredibly handsome he truly was. His dark hair was tousled, accentuating his perfectly chiselled jawline. Those almond-shaped hazel eyes of his, framed by long lashes, had an intensity that made my heart race. I felt a strange thrill every time our gazes met, only to quickly look away, embarrassed that I had been staring.How had I never seen it before? There was something magnetic about him that pulledme in, despite my better judgment. As he drizzled honey from the jug, the sticky liquid glistening in the morning light, I felt a rush of heat wash over me. My thoughts spiralled into a ter
Damian's pov"Huh,"she uttered. "Touch yourself," i commanded my tone, dripping with a teasing challenge. "You can do that much after pleading for my dick. " I watched her reaction closely, revelling the way her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of crimson. "I haven't done that before," she admitted her innocence palpable and oddly alluring."There's a first time for everything cupcake," I drawling, leaning in slightly as my gaze locked onhers, the reluctance in her nod was almost endearing as she began to strip before slipping afinger over to skirt the hood of her clit, round round lightly at first until her senses tingled.She slipped one finger in to spread the slickness through her folds, gliding inside then slipping out to circle the nob, her other hand worked on her nipple pinching and fumbling with them. She moaned and bit her lips as she raced towards the end. She wanted more, of course her hand alone couldn't satisfy her after she'd tasted my dick. She opened her eyes, my gaze
Blue's povAs I sat across from Alex at the exquisite restaurant, the ambience felt suffocating rather than inviting. The soft glow of the chandeliers and the clink of fine china only amplified the sensethat I didn’t belong. I shifted in my seat, acutely aware of the beautiful dresses and tailored suitssurrounding us, while I wore a simple blouse and jeans—an outfit that felt painfully inadequate."I'm sorry," I blurted out, breaking the silence. "For what?" Alex asked, his gaze fixed on me, those warm blue-grey eyes sending butterfliesfluttering in my stomach. "I must seem out of place," I admitted, glancing down at my attire. Thewords tasted bitter on my tongue, a reminder of my insecurities. "I don’t mind really, but if you're uncomfortable, we can—" he began, genuine concern threading through his voice.“No, it’s alright, you know,” I replied, forcing a smile that felt more like a façade than a reflectionof my feelings. I could see in his eyes that he wasn’t buying it. Withou
Blue's point of viewThe pulsating lights of the club room created a surreal atmosphere, each color swirling like a dream around us. And there he was, the man who had saved me when I least expected it, looking more captivating than I rememberedHis deep blue eyes held my gaze, his midlength hair casually styled inyo a half up, half down messy that somehow added to his angelic aura."Me?" He asked, confusion flickering across his face as he pointed to himself. I felt a rush of nerves and warmth."I don't remember ever seeing you," he continued his calm demeanor, contrasting sharply with the whirlwind of emotions inside me."I didn't think you would," I replied shyly, my heart racing, "you saved me once." The words tumbled out before I could stop myself. "I just wanted to say thank you; I'm really grateful. It might not have seemed like much to you, but it meant loads to me... I've always wanted to make it up to you, although I know how." My memory flushed with the memory of that terrif
Blue's POV:I thought I was getting better. I really did. I lay in bed replaying everything, trying to see what happened. I looked to see where everything went wrong. Why my life had to be soo miserable.All these years, Tom stripped away myself layer by layer until even my bones had no trace of my personality. I lost sight of the girl I used to be.The problem was that I wanted to be Loved so badly. I couldn't tell it wasn't love. "You're so much better than that" Damian's words clinged to my heart.I tossed and turned my mind refusing to settle. Every time I closed my eye all I could see was Damian. The way his lips had felt on mine, soft yet insistent, sent shivers down my spine.My body had responded in ways I hadn't expected igniting a warmth that lingered long after the kiss ended. It was just too much to handle.With a frustrated sigh. I swung my legs over the side of the bed. My heart racing as I made my way to the kitchen. Water. That's what I needed, I picked a bottle the co
Blue's POV"Do you have sex with my dad?" Nora asked her voice cutting through the cheerful ambiance like a knife. I nearly chocked on my drink, wide eyed, taken aback "what?" The question hung in the air surreal and heavy. This was not a conversation I expected to have over boba with an eight year old."Sexual intercourse" she elaborated her tone causally that I felt a mix of disbelief and shock. How did this little girl know about such things?Nora noticed the worried look on my face "Everyone in this generation knows a thing or two about sex Blue, no need to overthink this" she said standing up from her seat. "Besides you don't have to answer if you're uncomfortable".I opened my mouth to respond but no words came. I didn't want to lie, but the truth felt to complicated to explain to a child. After our outing, my mind raced with thoughts of how to bring this up to Damian.How do you tell a father that his daughter is curious whether her nanny is sleeping with him?. How did she eve
Nora POV:As I stared out the car window, the California sun cast a golden glow over everything making tye streets shimmer like magic. Mr Thompson, my chauffeur kept his eyes glued to the road but my mind was racing with thoughts of what had happened to Blue. And then I saw a flash of her dark brown hair swaying as she was walking down the side walk."Stop!" I shouted, the excitement bubbling up inside me. Mr Thompson hit the brakes asn I jumped out before he could even say a word.I hurried towards Blue my hands on my hips trying to look serious. Though couldn't help the smile tugging at the corner of my mouth."Aren't you meant to be in bed, resting?" I said my voice dripping with playful authority. Blue turned around. Her surprise melting into a grin."Aren't you meant to be on your way to school?"She shot back and we both laughed the sound brightening the quiet morning."I just wanted to get a gift for someone special" she said her cheeks tinged with a hint of bashfulness."Me?" I
Damian's povThe room was cloaked in darkness, the kind that felt alive, pulsating with the tension of four heartbeats–three prisoners, one captorI leaned against the cool wall watching the scene unfold in front of me. The dim light barely illuminated Alex striking features accentuated by the flickering shadows "step within five feet of her and you're gone" he warned his voice low and menacing, a predator stalking it's prey.The three figures tied to a chair flinched at his words, their muffled cries, barely escaping the fabric binding Thier mouths.I wish I could feel sympathy for them but the disgust I felt was overwhelming. They had tried to hurt Blue. Torn apart the fragile peace she had managed to build. The irony of it all–those who should have protected her plotted her downfall. Scums.Alex yanked on the hair of Blue’s mother eliciting a cry That echoed through the room and it only solidified my resolve. The more I watched the more I realized they deserved worse.I clenched my