Lahat ng Kabanata ng TRUTH OR DARE: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

DAMIENI couldn't sleep last night.Not after what I did to Dani. She was so confused when I tore the card into pieces. The look on her face broke my heart. And what broke my heart even more is watching her leave the dinner table. She had cooked for me. She had set the table for me. She wanted us to celebrate my comeback to photography. But I wasn't happy about that. And I punished her for it. It was wrong to do that.And that's why I'm trying to make her forgive me. That's why I'm trying to make it up to her.I left work early. I didn't find Dani home. Just Hannah. I asked her to help me make cupcakes which are all written "Sorry".She doesn't look too happy to see me. Which is understandable. But atleast she doesn't throw all the cupcakes in my face. Instead she falls on the island and stares at them. That's a good sign."You were a complete àsshole last night." She says coldly."I agree." I nod. "I was a bad boyfriend.""I agree." She smiles."Look, I know cupcakes don't make up f

"Why do you think I brought you to Paris?" Damien grins. "I want to fùck you. Hard."Damien carries me from the floor and sets me on the couch. He kneels infront of me, planting kisses on my thighs. He slowly takes off my panties and parts my legs gently. Then he digs his head between my legs. His tongue is smooth and wet on my kitty. I hold the arm of the couch tight when he starts teasing my clìt. I let out a breathless moan, looking up at the glowing lights of the Eiffel tower. I completely lose it when he digs his tongue inside me and starts stroking. I roll my eyes back, grabbing his hair in my hands. With each stroke, I get weaker and moan louder. He strokes and strokes and strokes until I reach climax.My Fùcking God.That was the most mind-blowing òrgasm I've ever had. Nothing compares to it. Nothing comes close.Damien looks up at me with a smile. He's so satisfied with himself after the euphoric ride he just gave me. And his tongue is magic. Didn't know that little organ can

We take a walk to the upscale restaurant.The interior is vast and widely spaced with white tablecloths, immaculate service and chic decor. Music is hushed as are the conversations. We pick a table next to a large window with a lovely view of a luxurious hotel.Damien is sitting beside me.The married couple is sitting across from us, smiling at us.George and Gina. I met George at our wedding. The short guy with a shy smile. I remember him apologising for his wife's absence at the wedding. She was heavily pregnant and she couldn't really travel. But looking at his wife, she doesn't look like someone who was heavily pregnant two months ago. That flat tummy in that tiny little dress tells a different story.Gina is a brown, tall, skinny woman with perfect hair and a perfect face and a perfect body and perfect teeth. She's perfect. I wonder if George married such a gorgeous woman so he could spend all his life freezing her beauty in pictures. The menu is brought. We make our orders. Da

flashbackIt's my birthday.I'm finally eighteen.I'm finally an adult. An adult who can make decisions on her own. An adult who can move out of her parents' house. An adult who can finally live with her boyfriend. An adult who can pursue whatever career she wants. An adult who can do whatever the fùck she wants.My parents can't punish me anymore. Or ground me. Or try to discipline me. Or make decisions for me. Or stop me from being with Brandon. This is the first taste of freedom - True Freedom - and it tastes better than chicken.I stay in bed for a while, smiling at the ceiling. I love everything today. I love this bed. And this beach house. And the big windows. And the shining sun. This is the first time that I'm actually excited about my birthday. Not as excited as my mom, but still excited.We drove over here last night to celebrate my birthday in the beach house. I can hear my mom downstairs, moving around and making arrangements. A few guests are going to join us tonight for

present dayDamienThis was supposed to be the best birthday gift ever.This was supposed to make Dani happy. It's something I've been thinking about doing for the past few weeks. Why? Because I'm her boyfriend. And boyfriends are supposed to move mountains to make you happy. I thought this was moving a mountain but clearly it sprinkled some salt into an old wound...On our honeymoon, I remember her saying how much she misses her family. How she would love to see them again. At the time, I didn't know I would do something crazy like this. But after seeing how she constantly checks their social media, I thought that this is definitely what she wanted! I've caught her on several occasions, scrolling down the Fàcebook pages of her mother and sister. When I saw the name "Susan Fox", I knew that was definitely her mother.So I reached out to her parents. They were so wonderful and friendly on the call. I met up with them before leaving for Paris. We did a little coffee date in a little c