“Come again.” I asked, as I couldn’t believe my ears as I gave the maid a look and then looked at the lingerie. The maid repeated herself and I stared at the lingerie. It was black, a bit transparent, and short gown. Also very revealing. Although it was beautiful and the mosaics were nice, I couldn’t bring myself to wear it in front oof him man I barely knew. “Hell no! Why would I do that!?” I exclaimed. The maid’s face changed and she gave slightly pitiful look. “Master Damon says that it is imperative you wear this.” She reconveyed her instructions but I still couldn’t accept that. “No way. I’m not some kind of whore who would just wear this and meet a man I barely even know.” I complained. I was furious. Although these past few days have been boring and sorrowful, that doesn’t mean that I would be willing to do something that shameful. The maid bowed and pleaded. Although her face didn’t change much and she tried to keep it as expressionless as possible, I still spotted t
"You talk too much..." Damon said with a smirk. I was stunned. This guy had ignored me for the past hour and when he finally spoke, this was what he could say?! I was completely speechless. "I talk too much?! Well, you act dumb, you know. Anyone who sees you like this would think that you don't talk at all." I scolded. I was a bit angry at him but one part of me was looking for a way to start a conversation with him. I didn't mind if it was an argument. Anything is better than nothing at all. As if reading my mind, he motioned for me to come closer to him. This gesture of his caught me unawares and I was too shocked to even refuse. I did it again but he didn't take his eyes off his monitor screen. 'What does this man want again?' I thought to myself as I complained inside. I raised a brow and frowned at the idea, before turning my face away, pretending not to see him. Getting closer to this man than I already was, is one thing I don't want to do or picture myself doing. No
Amelia was still lost in thought when the door suddenly swung open. Behind the door, was a lady she didn’t recognize. “Damon, my love, I’m home!” she said wholeheartedly, with a smile on her face. However, the lady got shocked by the sight right before her. “Aaaahhhhhh.” She let out a high-pitched scream. Seeing the not only shocked, but infuriated look on her face, Amelia felt her heart palpitate. She couldn’t be more scared than she already was now and the guilt she felt increased even more, as she felt like a whore doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing with a girl. Without wasting any time, she quickly got off of Damon’s thighs. Although his arm still held her down, she was able to push through and stand up, before taking a few steps away from him. The lady’s eyes followed Amelia’s every move, and Amelia noticed it, making her feel uneasy and guilty. She began to fidget and scratch her head. She made sure to avoid direct eye contact with the lady, as she was too
The gaze between the two ladies who didn't know themselves from Adam was so terrifying that none of them was sure she was the one who belonged to Damon. Its true heart might be deceitful, but it knows where it belongs and who it is. For moments, Danciana couldn't imagine seeing her man and another lady in a home that she referred to as hers. The inscription on her face spoke louder words than her words. She knew that without Damon's invitation, no one could grant the shy-looking lady access to Damon's office. But that wasn't enough reason for her to overlook the lady just like that and face Damon. She rightly knows that Damon won't even give her question a listening ear. With fury, Danciana left the door where she was anxiously standing and walked to where Amelia was standing before Damon. By the gaze on her face, one might conclude that she was ready to face whatever may be the consequences of her action. As she moved, the soul of her shoes continued, inviting everyone far and near
Hey Amelia! I hope you aren't hurt?”Damon asked Amelia while still putting on an emotionless face.'Where's this coming from? God knows the beast I know can't just do this if not ordered to.' Amelia thought to herself since she never expected Damon to care. She got dumbfounded, and even the look on her face could tell that the question from Damon took her unaware. She knew not whether Damon was using it as a truck to get something more tangible from her, or that's how he used to behave. For that reason, she couldn't easily decide her next mood, since that might determine what happens next.“Amelia, I hope you are not hurt”Questioned her once again while gazing at Amelia's face, creating eyeball contact. Though nothing was speaking on his face ever since Amelia arrived at his house, he's never bothered whether she was hurt or not.'This bitch appears to be serious'. Amelia thought to herself. She knew not whether Damon would maintain the same energy when she turned her lively part to
“Sir, follow this way”One of Damon's guards led a man who had other armed men following him into Damon's house. He leads them into the apartment where he locked Amelia. The elderly man got to the door and discovered that it was locked.“Where's my son's secretary”The old man asked authoritatively.“Sir, she's at her office” the guard replied.“Tell her to get me the key to this room. I have no time to waste here.”“Yes sir, " the guard replied while bowing to show respect, then hurried out of sight.************Amelia was innocently lying on the bed while wetting the pillow with tears when she began to hear voices making unfriendly conversation by the door of the room where she was locked. She couldn't withstand the discussion any longer, so she got up and tiptoed closer to the door to know what the conversation was all about. It wasn't easy for her to know the reason the people were there. She already sensed that there was danger, but there was no clarification about what it was a
Guards, I want this girl to remain here. And no one else is permitted in or out of this quarter. Don't allow her to come out”. Damon commanded as he took Amelia into a master room upstairs. The expression on his face was terrifying, the guards were already nodding and answering “yes sir” before he concluded his commands. He took Amelia into the room and locked it up again. There were pleasures attached to Damon's house since it was furnished in a way that appeals to every eye that may come in contact with it. But Amelia can't just enjoy any, because of her position in the house. Despite the gadgets and other things that were used to beautify the house and enhance it for pleasure, Amelia couldn't have her peace of mind back and hence, cared not to know how the whole thing in the room operated.********************“What the hell do you think you were doing?” Damon blew hot as he met his father downstairs. The old man was still sitting on the bed where Damon used to lock Amelia.“Remem
Amelia. Amelia…Damon kept calling with a low voice, unlike the Damon Amelia knew. He was standing at a distance, contemplating whether to go closer or stay at the distance. Amelia, on the other hand, was just tearing up while laying helplessly on the bed. Saying that her face was pale would just be an understatement. She's lost her glamour to the expression on her face. I can't say whether it's because of things happening to her or anything else, but she looked so unkempt. Just a glance at her would reveal that she yearns to be pitied. “Amelia, I caused it, but I'm sorry.”Damon apologized, but Amelia couldn't mutter a word.“Keep your distance!” She managed to order with a cracked voice when she saw Damon coming to her. Even as she made the statement, tears were still rolling down her chin. She used her hand to clean the tear as she continued to control the runny nose.“I'm not here to harm you. I won't inflict any pain on you”.“What else can you do that I will consider worse than