Emily, adopted at eleven years old by a very rich socialite after ten years of being placed from one foster home to the other. She was given a life of luxury and groomed for seven years for a role she didn’t know about. At eighteen, she began her life as a sex-worker, lacking companionship and love, she never experienced it until she had a one-night stand with a handsome stranger. One-night of passion that changes everything. Damian grew up privileged, he had it all; looks, money, charm, success and endless array of beautiful women who threw themselves at him. He then met Emily, a breath of fresh air. Their one-night-stand together ignited something in him, he wanted to own and possess her, but Emily had other plans. Will he be able to get what he wants? Will he be able to claim her? Or will her secrets crush or destroy any chance they have at being together?
View MoreI sit at the granite bar top and took a sip of the coffee that Damian had poured for me. He had also added the right amount of cream and sugar. He had asked how I like my coffee and made it exactly so.Damian sits down in the chair opposite mine. He was naked, one ankle slung over the other. Strong hands that could be impossibly gentle hung loosely on either side of the chair. He leaned his head back against the chair, eyes closed.His expression was so peaceful, I couldn’t help but stare. My face flushed when she realized he must feel proof of my excitement beneath him. I might have been more embarrassed except I am distracted by his next words. “I love being around you, Emily” he says with his eyes still closed.My heart softens. “Is it just me?”Opening his eyes, he leans forward, looking grim and one hundred percent serious.“Look, I did handle Claire. That’s done. No one like her can come back and ruin this, ruin us, because of what we’re doing. I can’t risk your future th
I watch her as she gently brushes her wet hair. She smiles at me through the mirror.I keep my eyes on her as slips off the stool of the vanity and circles me. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her legs. Her fingertips brushed over my shoulders. “I want to see you, Damian. All of you”Her lush breasts pressed against my back. I shut my eyes, holding back my groan. My thickening erection tented my boxers. Tugging her wrist, I pulled her around to stand between my knees. “Well you have all of me, I have nothing to hold back, not when I could touch you. Not when I could taste you.”Her lashes dropped low. “I don’t want you to leave. Not yet” Nothing could combat the sweet sensuality she exuded.She knelt in front of me and every thought, every teasing quip flew out of his brain. I could see the shadow between her breasts through the low V of the tank top she wore. Her eyes were heavy-lidded with arousal. She tugged the band of my boxers down, releasing my heavy, full cock into her palm. Sh
Damian’s hands and mouth are everywhere. I’ve been pining for him all week and I’m craving this just as much as he is. I honestly thought we were over ... I’m so glad that’s not the case. I’ve missed him more than words can convey.When I feel dampness on my cheek, I know he’s shedding silent tears, and that breaks my heart. I hate that he shut me out, but more than anything, I hate that I wasn’t there to comfort him during his suffering.Sliding his hand behind my knee, he lifts my leg, placing it on his hip. His fingers dance over my skin until he’s cupping my arse in his hands. I moan into his mouth when he pushes his erection against my center.I slide my hands underneath his jacket and push it off his shoulders. Shrugging out of it, he tosses it across the room. I undo the tie around his neck. Gripping the hem of my T-shirt—or should I say his T-shirt—he rips it over my head. “I love that you’re not wearing a bra” he breathes as he palms my breasts. When his hands skim dow
I have an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach when I knock on Emily's apartment door. I’m not sure what type of reception I’ll get. I hope she gives me a better one than I gave her. I’m desperate to see her—to touch her. I need her more now than I’ve ever needed anything in my life.She’s my air. I knock a few times, but there’s no answer. I refuse to leave until I’ve seen her. “Emily, it’s me, Damian, please open up” I call out.A few seconds later the door opens slightly. I’m pleased to see the safety chain is latched. When she doesn’t speak, I do. I put this wedge between us, so now it’s up to me to make things right. “Can I come in?” I ask.Stepping back, she closes the door and for a moment my heart sinks, but then I hear her removing the safety chain. She’s letting me in. That’s a start. A huge fucking start. “Hi” I say the minute she opens it. “Hi” From the tone of her voice, I’m unsure if she’s happy to see me. Nevertheless, my eyes drink her in as sh
I feel like a prick, an absolute lowlife, for doing what I just did to Emily, but I panicked. I haven’t shed a tear since my father’s death. Not one fucking drop. The moment I saw the sympathetic look on her sweet face and felt the tender touch of her soft hand wrapped around mine, it was too much. I had to turn away because I was on the verge of breaking down. Every emotion I experienced this week came bubbling to the surface. This woman will forever be my undoing. I couldn’t let her see me fall apart. I just couldn’t.Fuck, I’ve missed her.Today was the first time I’ve felt anything other than numbness. My world has been shrouded in darkness ever since I spent ten futile minutes trying to revive my father on the floor of his office. My last words to him were, “I despise you. I’m ashamed to be your son” How do I live with that? I can never take those words back. I killed him, and I’ll never be able to forgive myself.Frankly, I’m amazed that Emily attended the funeral. My fath
“You’ve reached Damian Stone. Please leave your details and I’ll get back to you” Hearing his sexy, confident voice in the recorded message sends my heart into a flutter, despite my disappointment. It’s only been a day, but I miss him. “Hi Damian, it’s Emily. I just wanted to say again, I’m sorry about your father. I’ve been discharged from the hospital and I’m heading to Gerald’s house. I just thought you may want to know. I’m here if you need anything. Take care of yourself” I clutch my phone to my chest and fight back the tears when I end the call.Please let us be okay.A week has passed and there’s still no word from Damian. Nothing. With every day that goes by, my concern not only for him, but for us, escalates. I’ve spoken with Phil, he came to Gerald’s to touch base and make sure I was doing okay. When I asked him how Damian was, his reply was ‘not good’. To my disappointment, he didn’t elaborate. I had a thousand questions I wanted to ask, but for some reason wor
When I wake, I find Gerald asleep in the chair in the corner. There’s no sign of Phil, or more importantly, Damian. The moment Phil opens his eyes, I know something terrible has happened. I ask him where the boys are, and I’m in no way prepared for what he tells me.My first instincts are to go to Damian, but Gerald won’t take me. Although Shawn Stone was far from my favorite person, I can imagine how his death will be affecting his sons. “Damian hasn’t taken the news well” Gerald says. “I’ve promised him I’ll look after you. Don’t worry, when he’s ready, he’ll come”His words both shock and confuse me. Maybe given the history between his father and me, they shouldn’t, but they do. I’m afraid to ask Gerald if Damian has specifically said he doesn’t want to see me, because I have a feeling in my gut that he’d say yes. My instincts are usually pretty spot on.I try to push that thought out of my mind. I still can’t believe that Shawn Stone is actually dead. Apparently he’d coll
By the time I reach the office it’s safe to say I’m consumed with anger. God help my father when I get my hands on him. “Mr Stone, your father is in the middle of an important call. He asked not be disturbed” his secretary, Fiona, says as I approach.I walk straight past her without replying.Reaching for the handle, I ignore her comment, flinging the door open with so much force it crashes into the adjoining wall with a loud bang. My father’s head immediately snaps up and his eyes meet mine. When the colour drains from his face, I know he understands why I’m here. I close the door to his office, locking it behind me. There will be no escaping this conversation. “Look, I’ll have to call you back” he says in a shaky voice before ending his call. He has good reason to be worried.Stalking around the desk, I grab the lapels of his suit jacket before reefing him out of his seat. “You were behind Emily’s disappearance?” “For crying out loud, she’s a damn whore. I was on
I try to keep my shit together for the next few hours. With all Emily just told me, everything in me wants to hunt down my father and rip him apart, for ever trying to return her back to Anne. My need for Emily is stronger than the retribution I crave.My father and I haven’t been close for years, but deep down, I know I was foolish to believe he cared about me. I’m his son. I may not like or respect him, but I love him if for no other reason than he’s the man that gave me life. And as much as I’ve grown to hate the person he has become, I never thought he’d stoop this low. How could he do something so despicable to his own flesh and blood? He knows how much Emily means to me. Does he have such little regard for my feelings? He may not like me being with her, but that’s irrelevant. This is the ultimate betrayal. I’ll never forgive him.Pushing thoughts of my father out of my mind, I focus on comforting Emily and telling her everything she can’t remember about the incident. She’s
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