Chapter 4:Late night rescue

I got fed up waiting for Kael. The party was still loud, but he never came back. I checked my phone again no calls, no texts. My heart felt heavy. I couldn’t stay there smiling and pretending everything was okay. So I decided to leave.

I tried to order an Uber outside the apartment building, but the app kept saying “Declined” because of some payment issue. It was already late at night. I sighed and started walking toward the main road. I thought I could take public transport or just walk until I found a safe taxi.

The streets were dark and quiet. My short dress felt too short now. I walked fast, hugging my arms around myself. After a few minutes, I noticed two guys behind me. They were walking closer and closer. One of them laughed loudly. My stomach twisted with fear.

I pulled out my phone and called Kael again. This time, his phone was completely off. No ringing, just straight to voicemail. Panic rose in my chest. I started walking faster, almost running. The guys sped up too.

“Hey, pretty girl! Where are you going alone?” one of them called out.

I didn’t answer. My hands shook as I tried to dial again. Nothing. Tears stung my eyes. Why wasn’t Kael there when I needed him?

Damien’s POV

I watched Elara walk out of the party alone. She looked upset. My chest felt tight. It was late almost midnight and the streets weren’t safe for a young girl like her. I checked my phone one more time. No messages from Kael either. That boy was probably off doing what he always did.

I grabbed my car keys quickly. “I need to make sure she’s safe,” I told myself as I hurried to my car.

I drove around the area, looking for her small figure in the dark. Then I saw her. Two rough-looking guys were following close behind her. One of them grabbed her arm. My heart pounded hard. Anger rushed through me.

I stopped the car with a screech and jumped out.

“Get your hands off her!” I shouted.

The guys turned around, surprised. I didn’t wait. I punched the first one hard in the face. He fell back. The second guy tried to swing at me, but I hit him too fast and strong. They both ran away cursing.

“Damien!” Elara cried out. She looked so scared, her eyes wide and teary. She ran to me and held onto my shirt for a second. “You came… I was so afraid.”

I wanted to pull her close and keep her there, but she let go quickly, stepping back like she remembered who I was.

“I’m sorry… thank you for saving me,” she whispered, looking at the ground.

“Get in the car,” I said gently. “Let me drop you off. Where is that cold boyfriend of yours? He left you alone this late at night?”

She didn’t answer. She just got into the passenger seat quietly. I drove her back to her dorm. The car was silent except for the soft sound of the engine. My heart kept beating fast every time I looked at her. She was so small and pretty sitting there, her long dark hair messy from the wind. I didn’t understand why she made me feel this way. She was my son’s girlfriend. She was only nineteen. But I couldn’t stop thinking about how she felt last night so tight, so wet, screaming my name.

When we reached her dorm, it was quiet and dark. I parked the car and walked her to her room even though she said, “I can go by myself.

“I insist,” I told her.

At her door, she turned to me. “Thank you again,” she said softly.

I couldn’t hold it anymore. The pull was too strong. I stepped closer, cupped her face with both hands, and kissed her. My lips pressed against hers hard. She froze for a second, then she didn’t push me away. She opened her mouth for me. The kiss became deeper, angrier, full of all the guilt and hunger we both felt.

I grabbed her ass with both hands, squeezing the soft flesh, and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist without thinking. I carried her inside the room and kicked the door shut. We fell onto her small bed. The kiss turned wild. I pulled her dress up and pushed her panties aside.

We fucked so hard. I thrust into her tight pussy fast and deep, just like last night. Elara moaned into my mouth, her nails digging into my back. Even though guilt was written all over her face, her body betrayed her she was soaking wet for me again. She met every thrust, whispering “yes” and “harder” between kisses. I fucked her until her legs shook and she came around my cock, crying out softly so no one in the dorm would hear.

When we finished, both of us breathing heavy, I kissed her forehead gently.

“Lock the door after I leave,” I whispered.

She nodded, her eyes full of confusion and shame. I got up, fixed my clothes, and walked out. I waited outside until I heard the lock click.

As I drove away, my mind was full of her. I knew this was wrong. She belonged to my son at least on paper. But I couldn’t stop. I wanted her more than anything.

Elara

I lay on my bed after he left, staring at the ceiling. My body still tingled from his touch. I felt him between my legs again sore, wet, and satisfied. Guilt washed over me like cold water. What was I doing? Kael was my boyfriend. Damien was his father. But when Damien kissed me, I couldn’t say no. My body wanted him even when my mind screamed that it was wrong.

I pulled the blanket over me and closed my eyes. Tomorrow I would fix everything. I would talk to Kael. I would stay away from Damien.

But deep down, I already knew it would be hard to keep that promise.