LOGINIsabella's POV
I don't remember how but somehow we'd manage to get to his room and we grabbed on to each other as soon as we walked in through the door.
His hands cupped my left breast as he carried me up the stairs, while kissing me passionately. Lewd sounds left my mouth, as we explored each other's bodies.He gently threw me on the bed, his eyes full of lust and passion, “I've waited for this day to come since the first day I saw you.”
He ripped my clothes off, throwing them across the room. His tongue met my nipple in a slow and passionate lick. I felt a wet pool in my panties until I couldn't take it anymore. My fingers rushed to my clit, hoping to free it of some of the tension I was feeling.
He stopped me by holding my hands. “What do you think you're doing?”
Too hazy from pleasure, I couldn't give him a coherent answer.
“Don't touch yourself without my permission. This body belongs to me.”
His words turned me on even more. I drew him closer, kissing him harder. His lips moved from my mouth to my neck, kissing gently He sucked on my boobs, fiddling and teasing.
When he went down on me, I moaned loudly in ecstasy. He shifted my panties to the side and gave my pussy a long lick, sucking and biting.
“Oh heavens. Fuck!” I exclaimed, holding his head tighter.
He lapped on my juices, until I thought he'd lick me dry, but instead, more wetness pooled out of my pussy.
When he added two of his fingers, I felt my head fill and explode. He gave me a moment to breath, before he thrusted his fingers in and out of my swollen pussy whispering erotic nothings.
“You like that don't you?” He asked.
“Hmmm,” I cried out, squeezing my nipples to intensify my pleasure.
“You're such a nasty girl. You like Daddy worshipping your tight pussy. Would you like my dick too? Can you take all of my dick.”
I almost screamed, “Yes,” as his fingers and tongue brought me to my second orgasm for the night.
I was still in bliss when he got down from the bed to take off his pants. I got up slowly, my mind still hazy with desire and went on my knees.“Such a naughty little girl.” He smirked, as he patted my head.
His dick pointed straight at me almost poking my face. I was startled by the size of it. I knew instinctively he'd have a big dick, but I never knew it would be this massive.
I looked up at him, having second thoughts on whether it would fit inside me.
As if sensing my hesitation, he laughed. “Don’t worry doll, I'll make it fit just right. Now, show me some magic with that tiny mouth of yours.”
I licked it, tasting the precum oozing out of his manhood. He shivered, and his reaction encouraged me to do more.I let my tongue linger, then slowly curled it on the tip of his dick. I made out with his tip for a few seconds, before taking the whole of him into my mouth, and sucking it like it is the sweetest lollipop I have ever tasted in my life.
“Fuck, doll! You're doing so well.” He groaned.
He gripped my head gently, thrusting his dick into my mouth, while I took him. Lewd sounds filled the room, together with the sound of me gagging on his dick.
I felt so good. Way too good.
When he was about to orgasm, he drew his dick out of my mouth, and released it on my tits, and face.
He cleaned off his release from my body, before carrying me and placing me back on the bed. His eyes held mine as he spread my legs wide, lining up his dick at my entrance. I held his gaze as he slowly eased his big dick into my pussy. I felt my walls stretching to accommodate him as he pushed into me. I felt a flicker of pain, before a wave of pleasure hit me. My hands grazed his back, my nails digging into his skin as he pushed further, igniting a fire I never thought I'd experience again.
He stopped when he was all the way in, looking down at me. “Are you alright? Does it hurt? You're so tight, you feel so good.”I nodded, shifting a little, so that he could thrust inside me more freely. “You can move now.”
“Good girl. So tight and wet for me.” He thrusted, going slow at first, before increasing the pace.
I held onto him, gripping the sheets as he roughly thrusted into me. I felt him in places I never knew existed in my body.
“Don't hide your moans from me. Let me hear you scream.”
Obediently, I allowed the sound of my pleasure to mix with the sounds of skin slapping in the room.
I couldn't comprehend anything going on around me again, he was fucking me so good. It was pure ecstacy.
He pulled out and took a nipple in his mouth while rubbing my clit with his fingers.
“You like that, don't you?” You like me fucking you to oblivion? Maybe I should just put my seed inside you, so that everyone would know you are mine and mine alone.”
That should have scared me off, but I couldn't think straight. “Yes, fuck me harder. Don't stop, please.” I cried out in pleasure.
He picks up his pace with his fingers , squeezing and sucking my boobs, until I hit cloud nine.
We collapsed on his bed, breathing hard. Pulling me closer, he whispered into my ear. “Next time, you'll be on top. I want you to ride me senseless”
I immediately thought of my mother and scrambled to my feet, trying to gather what I could salvage from my clothes and slip into them. I never stayed after a good hot sex.
“What's the matter?”
“I'm sorry but I have to go. Thank you for the sex. Keep the money”.
And I was out the door and racing down the staircase.
Damien's POV The conference hall was already full when I arrived.Executives sat in neat rows, investors filled the front section, and senior staff crowded the back. Every seat in the room was occupied with people who believed they were about to witness a victory. Zachary had built the entire atmosphere around confidence, and the illusion that what was about to be unveiled belonged to him.I sat at the center table with Isabella beside me.She said nothing, but I could feel her tension. It wasn’t loud or obvious, but it was there in the way she kept her hands folded too tightly.And in the way her gaze stayed fixed on the stage longer than necessary, I could tell she's as worried as I am. Or rather still, she was hiding something from me. The lights dimmed, and the presentation began.I didn’t move, or blink.I watched the screen come alive with every detail of a project I had personally overseen from its earliest framework. Every structure, every model, every visual alignment ap
Isabella's POV The conference hall felt heavier than usual, and I could barely focus on the voices around the table as the meeting dragged on. Papers were being shuffled, reports were being read, and strategies were being discussed, but none of it was registering properly in my head.My eyes kept drifting to Damien.He sat at the head of the table, sharp, composed, and dangerously calm in a way that always made everyone else adjust their behavior without even realizing it. But today was different. There was something strained in his expression, something subtle but visible enough for me to notice if I paid attention.I did not want to care, I kept telling myself I did not. But every time he spoke, there was a tightness in his voice that made it impossible to ignore.It reminded me of something I did not want to think about.It reminded me that whatever I was doing, it was slowly starting to leave marks on him too. And that alone should have made me feel satisfied.Instead, it made
Damien’s POVThe shrill sound of my phone vibrating against the bedside table dragged me out of sleep violently.I groaned irritably and reached for it without opening my eyes properly. The moment I saw my assistant’s name flashing across the screen at barely six in the morning, irritation settled in my chest immediately.Nobody called me this early unless something had gone terribly wrong.“What is it?” I answered coldly.“Sir… there’s a problem.” He stammered, and my eyes snapped open instantly.“What kind of problem?” I asked sharply.There was hesitation on the other end, and I hated it immediately.“Zachary Corporation just launched the new project into the market.” He revealed, and for a second, my mind went blank.“What?” I asked slowly.“The project, sir. The same one your team has been working on for the last seven months, they launched it this morning.” He explained, and I sat upright immediately.“That’s impossible,” I growled.“I thought so too, sir, but the entire market
Isabella’s POVThe air in the room turned stiff the moment Damien walked in. Cole froze beside me, and for a second, my own heartbeat stopped alongside his. Damien’s sharp eyes moved from Cole to me slowly, and the tension in the office thickened immediately.“What is he doing here with you?” Damien asked coldly.I folded my arms across my chest and forced myself to remain calm despite the panic threatening to rise inside me.“He came to see his girlfriend,” I answered casually.Damien’s jaw tightened slightly, but his expression remained unreadable.Cole glanced at me before suddenly stepping closer. My breath caught when he wrapped an arm around my waist possessively.“Exactly! I was just leaving anyway,” Cole said with a smile that looked more provoking than genuine.I tried not to react as his fingers brushed lightly against my waist.“Don’t forget everything we talked about,” Cole whispered into my ear deliberately loud enough for Damien to hear, then he stepped away from me and
Isabella’s POVDamien dropped me off at the entrance of the company without saying much, but his hand lingered on my thigh for a second longer than necessary before he finally let go.“Don’t miss me too much,” he whispered against my ear and I scoffed, adjusting myself as I stepped out of the car.“Try not to get distracted running a company,” I muttered back and slammed the door shut before walking away without looking back.I could feel his eyes on me the entire time until the car finally drove off. And even after it disappeared from view, the heat of his touch still lingered on my skin like a reminder I could not wash off.I forced myself to walk into the building with steady steps, pretending nothing had happened. My face stayed composed, my expression neutral, but my body betrayed me in ways I could not control. My pulse was still uneven, my thoughts scattered, and no matter how hard I tried, my mind kept circling back to him.After I returned from seeing Cole, the rest of the
Cole's POVMy body trembled beneath the jacket I wore as I waited for the arrival of Isabella. Ever since the incident with the DNA test results, I've been out of sight to avoid any suspicion. And the fact that I had to kill two different human being is still haunting my freaking mind till now. But it was the only option I had and I would have been exposed if I had not taken that drastic step. My phone chimed, and a notification popped up on my phone. It was from a familiar person, so I clicked on the message to check on its content. Whatever you do… make sure Isabella loses interest in the Moretti group. Everything is ours, but she's beginning to show interest, and I don't like that… I might kill her if she persists~ BOSSThe message read, and I quickly deleted it, I can't have anyone, especially my mother, know I'm working with another person to bring Damien down. I brushed my fingers through my hair, feeling a bit frustrated at how everything was going. But I really just need t
Damien's POVThe memories from that day flashed through my mind like thunderbolts. Just like that day, it was windy and before I could make it to the hospital it was pouring down heavy rain. It has always been in my policy to kill at night and never in the morning. And I wasn't going to that basta
Damien's POVMy body shook at the sight of her wet and pink pussy. I smiled naughtily at her and her entire face flushed with embarrassment.“You are such a naughty one. Tell me, did you plan on seducing me already?” I teased her and continued to tease the entrance of her wet pussy with my thumb.“
Isabella's POV My feet halted, and I squinted my eyes thinly, trying to make sense of what I had just seen. I moved closer and lowered myself to the floor.“What is that?” I wondered, and I picked it up. My eyes widened with shock as soon as I made sense of what it was. “This belonged to dad. It
Cole's POVI drove back home in panic. I didn't know what to do, but I tried to keep calm as much as possible. I picked up my phone contemplating whether or not to call Isabella and throw the questions directly to her face. “She seriously could not have tried running a DNA test on my mother and I







