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In the end, I'm married to Damien Smith.
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2024-12-05 00:15:24
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A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย THE BEGINNING
The night crept in with an unexpected chill, casting a mist over the cityโs skyline as Damien scrolled through his phone. The clock struck midnight, all the same, no response. His fiancรฉe, Gina, had been away for months, working overseas. Theyโd grown familiar with the distance, to the random messages, the occasional video calls that somehow made them feel like they were in the same room. But tonight was different. His calls went unanswered, his texts read but without reply.Anxiety constricted in his chest. He scrolled through their last conversation, her smiling face staring back at him in their old messages. Has something happened? Was she pulling away? The distance was supposed to be temporary, but lately, it felt like a widening chasm that neither could cross. His mind wrapped with possibilities, each worse than the last.Unable to bear the silence, he grabbed his coat and keys. Maybe he just needed a distraction. The city streets, loud and insensitive, beckoned him as he drove
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2024-11-24A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย PLEASURE AT ITS PEAK
โMaybe we could continue the fun.โ Damien walked back to seat excitedly.The whiskey streamed freely, the amber liquid comforting Damien and Blaire from the inside out, blurring the brims of their reality. The bar had emptied around them, the dim lights casting shadows that danced with their laughter. Blaire bent in, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of playfulness and vulnerability, and Damien found himself captivated by her presence.โ I really enjoy your company. Just one more drink?โ she suggested, her voice teasing as it broke the silence that had settled between them. โWhatโs the harm in having a little more fun?โโWhy not? I mean, life is too short.โ he replied, feeling a sense of reckless abandon wash over him. โWeโre already in this together.โThey ordered another round, the conversation flowing as easily as the drinks. As the night wore on, the laughter faded, replaced by a growing intimacy that felt both exciting and scary. Blaireโs gaze drifted on him, her eyes searching,
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2024-11-24A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย SPENT THE NIGHT WITH A STRANGER
Blaire stirred awake, her body was warm and heavy beneath the soft bed sheets. A feeling of confusion washed over her as she blinked against the morning light filtering through the curtains. It took her a moment to realise she was completely naked, and panic rushed through her. She sat up immediately, the bed sheets slipping from her shoulders.โ Oh my God! Damien?โ she called out, but her voice echoed back to her, bare and unanswered. The bed was rumpled beside her, the space where he had rested now just a memory, as he wasn't there. She became confused and disappointed washed, as she struggled to recall the events of the previous night. Shards of laughter, whiskey, and that thrilling kiss danced in her mind, but she felt distant and disgusted, like shadows fading in the dawn.She turned her legs over the edge of the bed, her heart dashing as she searched for her clothes. She was late for work. After hastily dressing, Blaire stood in front of the mirror, checking out her reflection.
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2024-11-24A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย BLAIRE'S PAST
Blaire pushed through the door of the coffee shop, the familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee blending with the sweet aroma of pastries. As she stepped behind the counter, her boss, Mark, was already waiting for her, arms crossed and a frown engraved on his face.โ You're late again, Blaire, how long will this continue?โ he snapped, his voice sharp as he glanced at the clock on the wall. โ Maybe you think this is a game? Youโre not the only one with problems, you know.โBlaire kept her head down, her heart racing. She was already used to his constant nagging, the threats to reduce her salary, the undermining comments. โIโm sorry Mark,โ she murmured, her voice barely detectable.โ It's not about saying sorry, it's about doing better. Sorry doesnโt cut it. If this continues, Iโll have to take a portion of your salary. You think I can keep a business running with employees who canโt show up on time?โ His words hurt, but she didnโt plead. She had learned long ago that it wouldnโt make
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2024-11-24A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย WE MEET AGAIN
Blaire awoke the next morning with a persisting sense of longing. Her conversation with Damien played over in her mind, a moment that refused to diminish. She missed the warmth of his presence, the way he made her feel seen and understood. The excitement of their meeting had quickly turned into a quiet throb of desire.As she prepared for the day, a hasty thought crossed her mind, she thought of going back to the bar where they had met. It felt silly to chase after something that might not even exist, but the idea of seeing Damien again sent a spark of hope within her.โWhy not? I mean what's the worst that could happen, but I have to avoid Mark's nagging today by going early.โ she whispered to herself, getting hold of her jacket and heading out the door to the coffee shop.Damien sat in his room, his phone still warm from his conversation with Gina. They had discussed everything about her return to the city and his father's desire to see them married that seemed to weigh heavily on h
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2024-11-24A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย A fling and nothing attached
Blaireโs heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice. She looked up, her breath jerking in her throat as she met Damienโs stare. He stood there, looking as handsome as ever, a clue of amusement in his eyes that quickly softened into something more serious. โ Youโre here, I... I don't think I was betraying anyone,โ she stammered, her cheeks blushing. โI wasn't expecting you either, why are you here?โ He stepped closer, the warmth exuding from him drawing her in. โ Well I thought I should have a drink too. You're not the only one in need. And something kept pulling me back here.โ His eyes searched hers, a mix of sincerity and naughtiness moving within them. Blaire felt her resolve begin to fall apart under his intense gaze. โ Oh! I see. Why did you choose this bar anyways?โ she asked, trying to sound informal, but the unease in her voice betrayed her. โ I was bored,โ he said, shrugging as if it were no big deal. She raised an eyebrow, unsure if to inform him of her awareness of
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2024-12-02A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย Crazy trusting a stranger
Blaire rushed in through her apartment door, her emotions heavy and pure. She got to her room, without uttering a word to her mother, taking off her clothes into the bathroom. The sharp ache in her chest barely slowed down by the rush of water streaming over her. She leaned against the cool tile, pressing her forehead against it, allowing the shower rain down on her. Damienโs words echoed in her mind, a painful reminder of how easily heโd dismissed her, how carelessly heโd reduced their shared moment and rendered her a slot . โJust a flingโฆ wow! And I thought I felt something real.โ Blaire gripped her jaw, swallowing back the tears that threatened to break free. How foolish had she been to imagine anything real? For a moment, she had thought that maybe, just maybe, there was something between them. But who was she kidding? He was only a stranger she admired. She offered herself to him , and heโd made that very clear. The cold truth settled over her heart as the shower poured down, t
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2024-12-02A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย A taste of redemption
Just then, her phone buzzed, breaking the silence. She picked it up, her heart racing as she saw a message from a number she didnโt recognize. Without hesitation, she opened it to find a simple invitation: โ Chef needed this Saturday. Interested?โ It was from a big restaurant, a place she applied for a job and had considered visiting to taste their meals before but had never found the finances to spend. Blaireโs heart skipped a beat. Perhaps this was the distraction and income raise she needed. She typed a quick response, committing to acknowledge the opportunity, and felt a flicker of excitement amidst the gloom. For the first time in days, she felt a hint of her old self, who is curious, hopeful, and eager to create. Meanwhile, Damien sat at his desk, papers scattered across the surface as he attempted to focus on work. He was fully convinced he had forgotten about Blaire. He flipped through reports and contracts, and his thoughts wandered to his upcoming wedding. The distan
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2024-12-02
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A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย In the end, I'm married to Damien Smith.
In the weeks that followed, plans for a small, intimate wedding were set in motion. The ceremony was to be held in a quaint countryside chapel, surrounded by close family and friends.On the day of the wedding, as Blaire walked down the aisle holding their daughter, Damien felt a surge of love and gratitude. Despite all the obstacles, they had found their way to each other, proving that love could overcome even the darkest of times.As they exchanged vows, there wasnโt a dry eye in the room. Their journey had been fraught with challenges, but it had also been filled with love, resilience, and hope.Together, they looked forward to a future filled with joy, ready to face whatever life had in store.The soft glow of the evening sun filtered through the Smith mansion's grand windows, casting warm hues over the family gathered in the spacious living room. It had been weeks since Damien and Blaireโs intimate countryside wedding, a joyous occasion that marked the start of a new chapter in
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย The downfall of the watcher and Gina Wright.
Harold was silent, his gaze flickering between Damien, Blaire, and the baby. Rachel stepped forward, her voice gentle but firm.โDad,โ she said, โthis isnโt about business or reputation. This is about love. Isnโt that what family is supposed to be about?โFor a moment, the room was filled with tense silence. Then, without a word, Harold turned and walked away, leaving them standing in the foyer.Damien let out a breath he hadnโt realized he was holding. He turned to Blaire and Rachel, a determined look on his face.โNo matter what, weโll be okay,โ he said. โWe have each other.โBlaire smiled, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. Together, they left the mansion, ready to start the next chapter of their lives.The tension in the air was palpable as Damien and Blaire left the Smith mansion, their baby cradled in Blaireโs arms. Damienโs jaw was tight with determination, but there was a newfound peace between them. For the first time in months, they felt like a true family, ready to
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย The baby is mine
The evening was still, with only the faint sound of the wind brushing against the windows. Blaire sat on the couch, her hands clutching her phone tightly. She had tried calling Damien countless times, each attempt met with silence. Her heart sank deeper with every unanswered call, and the weight of regret pressed heavily on her chest.Her pacing filled the room with restless energy, her thoughts racing. โWhat if Iโve lost him for good?โ she whispered to herself, her voice quivering.Mrs Taylor, sensing her daughterโs turmoil, stepped into the room. โBlaire,โ she began gently, โyou need to calm down. He just needs time. Damien loves you. I saw it in his eyes the day he held your daughter.โBlaire shook her head, tears brimming in her eyes. โBut what if he doesnโt come back, Mom? What if he decides this is too much?โMrs Taylor placed a comforting hand on Blaireโs shoulder. โHeโs a good man, Blaire. Heโll come around. You just need to have faith.โDespite her motherโs words, Blaireโs he
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย My Damien, My baby daddy
The evening was serene, the golden hues of the setting sun casting a warm glow through the windows of Blaireโs small apartment. Mrs Taylor sat at the dining table, cradling her grandchild with a tender smile as Blaire moved around the kitchen, tidying up and preparing a light dinner.โBlaire,โ Mrs Taylor began, her voice soft but firm. โYouโve done so much for your daughter. Youโve given her everything she needs. But donโt you think itโs time to be honest? To tell Damien the truth?โBlaire froze, her hands trembling slightly as she placed a dish on the counter. She had been dreading this conversation, even though she knew it was inevitable.โI... I donโt know if itโs the right time,โ Blaire admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. โWhat if he doesnโt believe me? What if he thinks Iโm trying to use him?โMrs Taylor shook her head, rocking the baby gently. โHe deserves to know, Blaire. And you deserve to live without this weight on your shoulders. He loves youโanyone can see that. Yo
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย A one night stand has given me a bundle of joy.
The air in Blaireโs apartment was thick with warmth and joy, the kind that only a newborn could bring. Her daughter, wrapped in a soft pink blanket, lay cradled in Blaireโs arms, her tiny fingers curling around Blaireโs thumb. It was as if all the struggles, heartache, and fear of the past months had melted away, leaving behind only love and hope.Maria, Blaireโs mother, hovered nearby, her eyes glistening with happy tears as she handed Blaire a glass of water. โYouโve been through so much, my dear. Seeing you like this, with herโitโs a blessing.โDamien stood close, his hand resting protectively on the back of the couch where Blaire sat. He looked down at his daughter with awe, his piercing blue eyes softening in a way no one had seen before.โSheโs perfect,โ Damien said, his voice thick with emotion. โJust like her mother.โBlaire glanced up at him, her heart swelling. Their journey to this moment had been anything but easy. From their unlikely connection to the trials that had test
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย Getting to the root of it all.
Rachel sat on her bed, staring at the glowing screen of her phone. The posts, the comments, the endless judgementโit was all too much. The photos of her and Marcus were everywhere, plastered across gossip sites and social media platforms. The caption stung more than the images: "Rachel Smith disgraces the Smith nameโcaught with a low-class lover."She tossed her phone onto the bed, pulling her knees to her chest as tears streamed down her face. Her fatherโs harsh words echoed in her mind, but she pushed them away. She didnโt regret standing up for herself or her love for Marcus. But the weight of the public humiliation was more than she had anticipated.A soft buzz from her phone interrupted her thoughts. She grabbed it, her heart lifting slightly when she saw Marcusโs name on the screen.โRachel?โ Marcusโs voice was gentle, filled with concern.โMarcus,โ she replied, her voice trembling.โI saw everything,โ he said. โAre you okay?โRachel swallowed hard. โI donโt know. Itโs just...
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย The Smith scandal
Gina sat at her opulent vanity, her fingers drumming against the polished wood as she stared at the photos the watcher had sent. The images of Rachel laughing and leaning into Marcus screamed intimacy. In another, Marcus held her hand, his expression tender.Ginaโs lips curled into a malicious smile. โSo Rachel thinks she can play the hero, aiding Damien while sneaking around with someone beneath her status. Letโs see how the Smith family handles this scandal.โShe called the watcher. โUpload the pictures,โ she ordered coldly. โUse a burner account and make it salacious. Make sure it spreads like wildfire.โThe watcher hesitated for a second. โWhat caption should I use?โGinaโs eyes gleamed with malice. โWrite this: โThe mighty Smiths are crumblingโRachel Smith caught sneaking around with a man far below her class. Does this family have any dignity left?โ Add a hashtag: #SmithScandal.โโConsider it done,โ the watcher replied.Within moments, the photos were posted, and the internet de
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย Watch your back: Gina's relentless pursuit.
The next day, the mansion was eerily quiet as Rachel slipped out unnoticed, her heart pounding. She had grown accustomed to sneaking away to meet Marcus, but today was different. She wasnโt just meeting her loverโshe was also visiting Blaire, someone she felt a strange yet undeniable connection with. Blaire had become a confidante in a way no one else could, someone who understood the weight of defying Harold Smith.Rachel arrived at Blaireโs modest apartment just as Damien was stepping out. โPerfect timing,โ he said with a warm smile. โI need to run a quick errand. Rachel, youโre in charge until Iโm back.โRachel rolled her eyes playfully. โGot it, boss.โOnce inside, Blaire greeted her with a warm hug. โItโs so good to see you. You look like youโve got something on your mind.โRachel sighed, sinking into the couch. โItโs my father. Heโs relentless, Blaire. I canโt even breathe without him questioning my every move. And then thereโs Marcusโฆโ She trailed off, her cheeks coloring.Blai
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH ย ย ย Love secret
Rachel Smith stepped out of the sleek black car in a quiet corner of the city, her heart pounding with anticipation. She glanced over her shoulder to ensure none of her fatherโs spies had followed her. Satisfied she wasnโt being watched, she adjusted her sunglasses and walked briskly toward the cozy apartment complex where Marcus lived.When she reached the door, she hesitated for a moment before knocking. Almost immediately, the door opened to reveal Marcus, his warm brown eyes lighting up as he saw her.โRachel,โ he said softly, pulling her into the apartment and shutting the door behind her. โI didnโt expect you today.โโI had to come,โ she said, her voice trembling. โI couldnโt wait any longer.โMarcus cupped her face in his hands, searching her eyes. โWhatโs wrong? Did something happen?โRachel shook her head, a weak smile playing on her lips. โNo, nothing new. Iโm just... tired, Marcus. Tired of hiding, tired of sneaking around like weโre doing something wrong.โMarcus sighed, b
