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Chapter Sixty One - BDSM
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Luxiana Sommeris“Did you enjoy everything that happened earlier?” Damien's deep voice broke the silence, his breath still uneven as he lay beside me.We were both catching our breaths, our bodies exhausted from the countless times we had given in to each other’s desires. My limbs felt weak, and sore from the intensity of our passion. He knew it, too. That was why he finally stopped—despite the evidence of his lingering arousal standing tall, aching to be touched.“I loved every second of it,” I admitted honestly, my voice soft but sure. “I never expected that being chained would make things even more exciting… more pleasurable.”From the corner of my eye, I saw him shift, turning to face me. I mirrored his movement, meeting the dazzling blue of his eyes. There was something different about them—something unreadable.“I don’t know how to comfort someone,” Damien suddenly confessed, his voice quieter this time. “All I know is how to satisfy your desires and fulfill my duty as your pro
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Luxiana SommerisI was on my way to work, my thoughts tangled in the previous day's events. It had only been twenty-four hours since Anton kissed me in front of everyone at the library, yet the memory still burned in my mind.Since then, he has sent me several messages, but I haven’t read them. I wasn’t ready to deal with whatever he had to say. Margaret, on the other hand, had already found out what happened. She had been worried about me, constantly asking if I was okay. And while I appreciated her concern, I couldn’t help but wish she had said something else—something different. Maybe something that didn’t remind me of what had happened.Still, she didn’t push for details, and for that, I was grateful.As I approached the city library, I stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath in and then slowly exhaling. My heart was hammering against my chest, the anxiety tightening its grip on me. What was I supposed to do if I saw him? What would I even say?The truth was, I wasn’t ready t
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Luxiana SommerisHis fingers tightened slightly around mine, his breathing uneven, and I could see the conflict warring in his eyes.“But listen to me,” I continued, my tone softer now. “Deep down, you already know what your heart wants.”“You just need to let yourself believe in it. If this man truly loves you for who you are—if he proves it to you—then why let a nightmare stop you from being happy?” I added.His lips parted slightly, but no words came. He just stared at me for a long moment, his emotions raw and unguarded.Then, in a voice so fragile it nearly broke my heart, he whispered, “But… what if it happens again?”I met his gaze without hesitation. “If it happens again,” I said, squeezing his hands reassuringly, “then you’ll know what to do. Because you’ve already done it once. You got away from it before—you were brave enough then, and you’ll be brave enough again.”His eyes shimmered with unshed tears. And then, in a sudden rush of emotion, he pulled me into a tight embrac
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Luxiana SommerisDamien’s fingers trailed over my thighs in slow, measured strokes, and though his touch should have been comforting, something about it felt off. There was a strange distance between us, an unspoken barrier I couldn’t ignore, no matter how much I wanted to. My body craved his familiarity, but my heart hesitated. Something wasn’t right.He inched closer, his presence imposing yet hollow, and with a firm grip, he tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze. The moment our eyes locked, a lump formed in my throat. It was still him—still Damien—but at the same time, it wasn’t.His touch was different now. It lacked the warmth, the tenderness I had once known. It was rough, impatient, almost detached. It felt like he was going through the motions, not out of want, but out of obligation. As if he had no real desire to be here with me at all.“Damien, we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” I whispered, my voice soft but firm. “I just... I just want to talk. I wa
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