ALICE'S POVRick was becoming my favorite prey so far.Gullibe and easy to fool.I was dead drunk so my mind was jiggly, but even in this state...I knew when Rick approached me.I knew that Hayes and Madison were talking.I knew that Hayes was keeping an eye on me.I knew when Rick called me ' Kitten ' and it forced all memories to resurface.
I knew when he touched my waist and I smiled at him, assuring him that I would not scream at his touch this time.
I knew when I made him think that I was into this willingly now.And admist all of this...I also knew what I was going to do to him.I wondered about the thing Rick might care about, when I was coming here with Hayes.And one thing came to my mind.Reputation. Rich and respected - feared people like him, cared too much about their good reputation.Whatever they did behind the curtains, they never
ALICE'S POV “ You are coming with me, Kitten. ” Damien declared, without asking anything from me like usual and held my wrist to drag me away from there. I was dumbfounded for a moment, but when my mind started working again, we were already out of the house. I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could do it, Hayes came in front of us and Damien stopped in his way. “ Leave her Damien. ” Hayes stated calmly and kept blocking the way. Taking this chance, I tried to get my wrist out of his hand, but it was impossible. His hold was too tight on my wrist. “ Step aside. ” There was a clear warning in Damien's voice, that made Hayes wonder about his course of action. Damien had that kind of aura which made people second guess their decisions. It was not fear, it was uncertainity that Damien evoked in people. “ Damien. Just lea
ALICE'S POV When I got too bored, I decided to take a shower. Removing my clothes, I turned on the shower and stood under the cold water to calm myself down I wonder if Jonas Lincoln was looking for me... The chain of my thoughts broke when the door to the bathroom was pushed open. I turned to face the door, while still standing under the shower. Damien. He was standing with his back against the door, wearing a white button up shirt and black pants. The tie and coat was gone. Pursing my lips, I glared hard at him. I wish I could drill holes with my eyes. He would be dead by now and all problems would have been solved. His steely grey orbs traced the outline of my body, before coming up to rest on my eyes leisurely. Turning off the shower, I stepped out and grabbed the towel to wrap it around my body. “ You locked me in this room. ” I deadpanned and walked closer to him, after securing the towel
ALICE'S POV My body melted against his when his lips crashed against mine and that asshole decided, it was the best time to pull away. I opened my eyes and glared at him, feeling my lips tingle with the touch of his lips. He was using that famous push and pull tactic on me in this moment and even if I felt like grabbing his soft hair somehow to force him to kiss me again, I was too stubborn to admit that. My evil heart was whispering something to assure me and it was really-really assuring. ' It's lust. Anyone would want to kiss someone like Damien Knight Castillo. ' He leaned in all of a sudden and pecked the tip of my nose, making me glare at him harder. He knew what he was doing, as usual and my heart was becoming weak against his little stupid tricks. He slowly set me down on my feet and stepped away from me. His shirt was wet from the front now. He glanced down, just as my eyes travelled down. “ You can co
ALICE'S POV “ Did he kill Nina? The woman you loved? ” I finally said it out loud and regretted it the moment, anger flashed in Damien's steely grey orbs. He was quick to cover it up though. “ That talk is off limits. ” Stating coldly, he went back to making the pasta. I stood there, observing him. I wish I was able to understand him, but it was like I was trying to understand a wall. It was not possible, I mean. “ You loved her that much that you can't stand anyone talking about her? ” My mind decided that I wanted to push him today. I finally knew how to annoy him, even if deep down some voice was screaming at me, that I asked him this only to hear how much he loved her. This was a cruel feeling and I had started to despise feelings because of all these feelings. Damien lifted his gaze to fix me with a blank stare. This time, my words did not affect him. I c
ALICE'S POV “ I love you. ” I deadpanned, keeping a straight face, while my eyes observed his reaction. He blinked blankly. One time. Two times. Three times. This made me highly uncomfortable. Okay. So I just told a man, that I loved him and he was blinking at me blankly. Ofcourse, I said this to shock him and make him believe me and I did not really confess to him seriously, but his reaction was really-really disappointing. “ That didn't work. ” He spoke after the long pause, making me throw my head back against the headrest. He knew I was just trying to get his mind off the right track. “ It didn't. ” I whispered tiredly, my eyes still drilling holes in his head. Stupid. Stupid me. Stupid Damien. Stupid world. I groaned and closed my eyes to not feel so embarassed anymore. Out of all the things in the world, why did I have to say this? Probably, because you real
ALICE'S POV “ What did I say about touching me? ” He asked, his voice void of any emotion. I slipped my fingers unconsciously in his hair and started combing them smoothly. This felt strange. Oddly satisfying to say the least. “ I don't have to listen to you anymore. ” I shot back, my fingers lost on their venture. “ Plausible. ” He grumbled and sighed against my neck, letting me do as I pleased. A grin made it's appearance on lips and I readily combed my fingers through his smooth hair. Time skipped past us. The light of the television was the only light illuminating the living room in the darkness of the night. My eyes were fixed at the ceiling while I was aware that Damien was not sleeping either. He was just resting like me. My fingers were still combing through his hair gently. “ Gentle. ” He whispered all of a sudden,
ALICE'S POV“ Nothing... ” I lied nervously, before moving towards him and then past him to leave the study room. He did not seem like he knew I was going through the album or I even saw the picture. Maybe, he got that picture when he was running the background check on me. The picture was from the time I went to Maldives five years ago. I was sitting at the shore all alone, while I watched the breath-taking sparkling water. It was at night that everyone decided to sneak away and go to the Vaadhoo Island. It's a beautiful and faded memory, as I think back to it now, but the night was not entirely pleasant as I recall it. It was lonely and scary. Sighing, I went to the dining room and sat down on one of the chairs still thinking about it.Damien knew everything about me. Everything. He knew about things even I could not remember anymore. It was scary how past always stuck to us.
ALICE'S POV His body tensed up and he froze altogether while I broke out of my trance, realizing what I had done. I pulled my hand back, my eyes going wide at my own actions. “ I will call you later Alder. ” Damien hung up on the call and sighed out, his shoulders moving up and down as he did it. I gulped my saliva and glanced at my hand, that was still hanging in the air close enough to be able to touch him, by crossing just the distance of a finger. I did not know what took over me, when I crossed that finger's distance and touched the scar again. This must have hurt. Badly. More than I could ever imagine. A lump started forming in my throat. I felt hurt not for myself, but for him. I was unable to understand this connection between me and Damien. My fingers slowly slid down his back, tracing the long scar with my eyes taking in the sight before me. “ Alice. ” There was a clear warning in his voice, a