Damon Valentino~•~Dahlia had never ignored my call. In the rare times she missed it when she was busy, she made sure to call back or leave a text. This time, however, it was very fucking obvious she was ignoring my class because as soon as I called her the second time to check up on her, she turned off her phone.The problem was that I didn’t know why. I didn’t remember doing anything to upset her and she had sounded normal on the call in the afternoon when she told me she told me she had plans with her roommates. I stared at my phone, wondering what to do. Her location showed she was at home, so at least, that meant she was safe, but I still couldn’t figure out if anything went wrong between us.When I thought of it though, she started acting weird since Monday, which was the day Juan left my house. He had been sleeping on the couch and Dahlia had been cool with him. Did she secretly hate him? Or hate what we did on Saturday night? Was that the problem?Biting down on my bottom li

Dahlia Carrington~•~It felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest as I went home with Damon. My roommates had been worried about me but I assured them that I would figure it out. Before I left, Aurelie pulled me to the side and asked if the blackmail material had to do with my professor and I nodded at her.Her eyes were sympathetic as I left but she didn’t say anything else.While I felt better, I still couldn’t forget that any time from now, a video of Damon and I could be plastered all over the fucking internet.“I called my siblings over,” Damon informed me as we drove to his place. “I hope it’s okay that they’re involved. They know more people than I do and should have dealt with something like this before.”Damon had a close-knit relationship with his siblings and if he trusted them to get them involved, they probably didn’t judge. “No problem,” I told him honestly. “As long as we can prevent Roman from posting the video.”“I hate hearing you call his name. I don’t unders

Damon Valentino~•~Dahlia woke me up with her mouth on my cock the next morning. I groaned as I looked under the covers to see Dahlia’s head bopping up and down. When she saw that I was looking at her, she released it with a pop. “Good morning.”“Best fucking morning.” I corrected her and she smiled before continuing to suck me off.I didn’t know what had gotten into her. She never did stuff like this. Hell, she barely ever initiated sex. She was acting out of character but I was too lost in the feeling of her hot mouth around my cock to ask her about it.My hand reached down to gather her hair in my hands but I let her keep her pace, letting out grunts of pleasure. I felt it when I started to twitch in her mouth but before I could come, I raised her head and pulled her forward to claim her mouth in a kiss.“Why did you stop me?” She whined against my lips.“Because I want to be far deep in you when I come,” I muttered, turning her over so I was hovering above her this time. “How wet

Dahlia Carrington~•~As soon as I opened the door to my house, I felt all the energy drain from my body. I regretted my decision to break up with him, but I knew it was for the best.I was ready to collapse on the couch and cry my eyes out when I saw Aurelie already lying on it. She was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt, looking nothing like she usually did. There was popcorn on the table and her eyes which were glued to the TV strayed to me when I came in. She sat up at once. “Why are you here?” We asked at the same time.“I thought you were spending Thanksgiving with Damon?”“I thought you all were going back home for Thanksgiving?”“I’m French, honey. We don’t do that Thanksgiving shit.” I knew that but I thought she would take advantage of the holiday to see her family like Prisha did. “And you? Why are you back home? I was hoping to have the house to myself.”“I broke up with him,” I admitted. I hated saying it out loud but I needed to hear myself say it before

Dahlia Carrington~•~I didn’t know how I managed to get through the rest of the week, but I knew that by the time Tuesday rolled around, I wasn’t any closer to moving on.By the weirded-out stares people gave me, I could tell I probably looked how I felt. I dragged my legs across the hallway. I was very early for my class but I didn’t have much to do at home apart from wallowing in self-pity.I was just about to take a step inside the class when a hand encircled my wrist and pulled me back. Alert, I turned around, ripping my hand away when I saw who it was.Roman glared at me, obviously not happy to see me. “Come with me.” He gritted out and matched away in a direction opposite from the classroom.For a moment, I contemplated whether to follow him or not. What was the worst that could happen? However, I didn’t want him to come back and create a scene, so I followed in his footsteps, coming to a stop when I turned the corner and saw him standing there.“What the fuck did you do to my