All Chapters of CEO's Luxury Lady: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Damien's hands slid down my arms, causing soft goose bumps on my skin with each touch of his agile fingers. His lips returned to my neck and he spread warm kisses across my skin. I reached for him with my hands, molding his perfect biceps with my fingers and moving up his shoulders to reach the hair on the back of his neck. His warm chest was on top of mine and our bodies were wrapped in the thin dark blue blanket. I gasped and moaned as Damien lowered his lips to my collarbone and began to tease me with gentle nibbles around the sensitive spot on my breasts. I gasped for a moment and slid my hands down the mattress, clenching the sheet between my fingers. It seemed to get better each time we started again.Damien pulled away with a smile and leaned on his forearms, but suddenly his eyebrows drew together and he looked worried. But I couldn't concentrate on asking what it was. Not when he was so close and warm on top of me. I seized the moment and lifted myself up too, resting my righ

Despair spoke for me and my mind was full of the last smiles David had given me before my trip to Argentina. He looked so well. It seemed that all this would soon be nothing more than a bad dream. He didn't deserve it. My little boy didn't deserve any of it. That's when the anguish squeezed my chest so tightly that the pain was physical. I held onto Damien's arms as I felt my body go limp.- Ellen? Ellen? - I heard him call me and pull me close to him. Then his voice sounded like a dream. - Forgive me. It's going to be all right.I felt his fingers on my forehead and that was the last consciousness I had.***It was like waking up after a bad dream, but in a not very welcoming one.I was lying in a pale room and there was a needle in my left arm transferring some liquid into my bloodstream. It took me a few minutes to realize where I was and even less to notice Damien sitting in the armchair opposite me. His blue eyes sparkled as they met mine and he got up to approach my bed.- How a

BONUS DAMIEN- You're a terrible best friend. - Nicholas complained, making me laugh as he opened the refrigerator.- Thank you, Nicholas. - I replied as I grabbed two cans of soda.- I'm sure you prefer brunettes. - I turned around and found Nicholas sitting in my armchair. - So that's why you declined my invitation. - He gestured to the computer.At this point I remembered that I had left my photo with Ellen on the screen. I left the cans on the fridge and went back to my desk.- Get out. - I ordered.- Don't get angry. - He stretched out in the armchair and crossed his feet. - I like her. And I think your surname matches her name.- Get out, Nicholas. - I growled nervously.He shrugged off my threat and got up. However, he continued to make fun of me.- Mrs. Ellen Mason. I can already see the box with the old Jack Daniels arriving at my house. - He clapped his hand on my shoulder again. - And then the children, the dogs. Very tragic.- Don't be an idiot. - I grumbled and turned off

Santiago was married, I knew that. But I didn't expect him to be accompanied by his whole family for dinner. But when we arrived, we were greeted by his wife Teresa and their daughter Aurora. Ellen seemed a little tense when we arrived. Perhaps she was afraid she wouldn't be able to follow the conversation because of the difference in languages, but both Ignacio and his wife spoke Portuguese. Another surprise.I had expected Santiago to be multilingual like me and the other big international businessmen, but not his wife. At the end of the introductions, we sat down at the table.You have a beautiful property, Santiago. I thought about building a resort in Pérola, but I didn't go ahead with the project and I just maintain the island.The resort was really beautiful and the outdoor restaurant perfectly combined refinement and casualness. It was built with every possible comfort and with a special large lounge for more stormy days. days.It's a good investment Damien and keeps the islan

The drive home was silent. Ellen was next to me in the car, but she was absorbed and focused on her phone. I guessed that she was checking on her brothers in Brazil. It was at that moment that I began to calculate what I was doing. Ellen wasn't like the others I'd met. She couldn't be. She hadn't done me any harm and she even cared about me. So what right did I have to snatch away what little hope she still had? left? If she wanted to believe in love, she should have that right. But at the same time, I'd never wanted any woman like I wanted her. No I couldn't forget her easily.When we arrived at the house, I helped her out of the car and we drove in silence. Why was I having a crisis of conscience? She wanted me too. It wouldn't be so bad and we were in a contract.- We could pick up where we left off. - I couldn't help myself as we crossed the corridor to her room. I pulled her into my arms and she gasped.- What?- You know that running away prolongs but doesn't resolve our situati