Nicola's Mistake

Damien's POV.

I was in my office, holding a Vogue magazine. On the cover of the magazine was the faceless model, Annabel Claw.

The name didn't ring a bell, I had never met her before nor had any contact with her but I couldn't shake off the feeling that I knew her from somewhere.

The familiarity was odd but it truly felt like we've met before. Looking at her body now, I couldn't help but get attracted to her glimmering skin, slender long legs, piercing blue eyes, and beautiful little lips.

Well, any man would get attracted to such a beauty even without seeing her face but the attraction I felt was different. It was the exact attraction I had for Elise.

When I first laid my eyes on Elise, I had to convince myself that she was my step-niece, a naive nineteen-year-old girl and I couldn't crave her.

I continued telling myself that but working so close to her, I couldn't resist the vulnerability and innocence that she had. She was too pure for me to defile but I wanted her.

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