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Chapter 152 - Apologies On My Tongue
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DamonShe stands slowly, still quiet, and reaches for my hand again. This time, it feels different. Heavier. Like a promise.I take it, still breathless, still barely recovered, and she leads me back toward the bed. There’s this look on her face now—something between softness and fire. She’s not asking. She knows what she wants, and I’d be lying if I said I could deny her anything at this point.She climbs onto me slowly, straddling my hips like she’s meant to be there. There’s a look in her eyes…clear and sure and hungry…and it hits me harder than anything else ever could. I reach for her instinctively, hands on her thighs, thumbs brushing the inside, but she takes her time settling in.She leans down and kisses me again—this time slower. Tender. But there’s hunger under it, too. The kind that simmers. She rolls her hips once, just a little, grinding against me through the thin barrier of her panties, and I groan into her mouth.“Take them off,” I murmur.She doesn’t waste one second
Claimed By The Billionaire Chapter 155 - Wreck Me, Mend Me
DamonI pretend I didn’t see it, and we eat in silence. I clear the plates after, help her off the stool, and we walk slowly back to the room. I close the door behind us, thinking the night’s almost over. But my phone rings.I walk to the dresser and grab it."Have you heard from your brother?" Father asks the second I pick.I blink. "Which brother?""James."What's my bit with James?"No. We don’t talk.""How’s the office?""Fine.""Hope you're back on top of things.""I’m busy, Father. Everything’s fine."He cuts the call.A’s watching me from the bed. "What was that about?"“Joseph Stone.""What did he want?"I pause for a bit. "He was asking about James."Her head tilts. "James... as in James Stone?"I nod. "Yeah. But it’s not my problem."She looks at me with a look I can't quite place. Then sighs. "Do they know?""Know what?""The last five days.""Definitely not. If they did, your face would be plastered on every blog you follow on that phone."She presses her lips together. "
Claimed By The Billionaire Chapter 154 - Sober
DamonThe room is dim and quiet in the kind of way that feels too loud. Just the steady hum of the heater filling the silence, low and constant near the window. Aria’s curled up with her back to me, buried under the duvet like she’s trying to disappear into it. Her breathing is soft and steady. Peaceful, almost. But me? I haven’t known peace since this morning.I’m on the couch beside her, hunched forward with my elbows on my knees, and my hands clasped together like they’re holding me together. I know that I need to rest. My body’s screaming for it. But every time I try to shut my eyes, my mind turns into this replay of every mistake I’ve made, and the secret I’m still keeping. The truth I’m about to drop like a bomb.We ate a couple hours ago— one of Kingsley's delicately prepared specials, that neither of us really had the appetite for. She picked at her food, then gave up halfway through. I didn’t press. After that, I helped her into the shower again. And yeah, it was awkward, mo
Claimed By The Billionaire Chapter 153 - Apologies On My Tongue #2
DamonPlease, A. Not now.I turn my gaze to the ceiling. "I don’t know what you’re talking about."That earns me a sigh. She pries my hand away from her waist and then turns to face me. "Of course you don’t."Then she turns her back to me again, tugging the sheets up to her shoulders. I press in close and pull her back into me with a gentle tug."Tomorrow," I say. My lips brush her hair. "Or the day after. We’ll talk, alright? About elephants. Or any other animal you think is in the room."She snorts. "Look at you loosening up. Making jokes.""Shut up."And she does. She goes still in my arms.I lean in. “Okay, now you're being dramatic. You know I didn't mean it literally.”She smiles. I can hear it in her voice. "I know. I'm just... still sleepy."“Alright, baby.” I press a kiss into her hair and slowly untangle myself from her body, sitting up.Her voice comes from behind me, still muffled in the pillow. "Can you just stick to 'A'? I don't think I can get used to… that. Ever."A li
Claimed By The Billionaire Chapter 152 - Apologies On My Tongue
Damon She’s asleep now. Or close to it. Her breathing has started to slow, and her body’s soft against mine, the tension slowly leaving her frame like steam bleeding off hot glass.But me? I’m wide awake, still. My eyes are closed but my mind’s pacing like a dog left out in the rain.I said goodnight, and I meant it.But that doesn’t stop the way my head keeps replaying everything—everything she just gave me. Everything I tried to give back.The last thing on my mind as I climbed into this bed was to touch her. It was never the plan. I just needed to be close to her. Needed to be sure she was real, not some sick trick my brain had cooked up after the past five days of hell.But the second I pulled her into me, the second she leaned in, the second her breath caught and her hips pushed back against mine—even just a little? It was like something ticked inside me. My body betrayed me. My dick hardened against her before I could even try to stop it. But I know it wasn't from need or greed
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AriaI open the bedroom door, and Damon’s already there. He grabs my hand and helps me to the bed."Thank you," I whisper.He locks the door and walks back to help me under the duvet.I turn my back to him, out of instinct. Out of habit. It's easier not to look at him, easier to let my thoughts wander off somewhere safer. Somewhere quieter than whatever this is, between us.The mattress shifts behind me, slow at first, then more. I feel the weight of him dip into the bed, closer than usual. Closer than he ever lets himself come.And then I feel him. His chest brushes my back, his arm slipping around my waist, pulling me into him with this quiet certainty like he's been meaning to do it for days. I open my mouth to say something. “Damon…”But his name barely makes it out, before he’s already pulling me in tighter, pressing my back into him, skin to skin through the thin fabric of my shirt. His warmth wraps around me like he’s trying to build something safe out of himself. His hand res
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