DAMIEN POVA lot have happened these past few months. Where do I even begin. Lily’s trialIt wasn’t a long process because all evidence were against her. The guy she hired to do her dirty deed confessed to everything and Lily didn’t bother to deny it.In a moment of insanity I visited her because I wanted to know why she did it. I still found it hard to believe that she was capable of murder. This was a woman that I loved in the past. Had she been this devious from the onset? If she was she hid it very well. Back to my visit to her in jail before she was transferred to the prison. This was after the judgement from the judge found her guilty. The guard on that day was kind enough to provide us a small room to talk in with no one disturbing us. Lily waddled her way in, and paused briefly at the sight of me. Her pregnancy was beginning to show now. “Didn’t think I will ever see you again,” she said taking the seat across from me. She looked tired. I wanted to feel pity for her situa
KAMARIA’S POVFor years happiness have been an elusive commodity in my life. When I think I have it, something happens to snatch it away, but this past few weeks of leaving with Damien have been a bliss, that I am praying so hard that nothing happens to snatch it away from me. Dylan his son is such an adorable little fellow who took a liking to me as soon as we got introduced and takes his job as a older brother very serious. His interactions with the twins is hilarious and cute to watch and we already has hundreds of videos of him being so adorable with them.It feels good to have my life back in order, and the kids made it all the more wonderful. Damien and I are gradually reconnecting and discovery each other and everything is going well. I am happy, and content. I can’t say I have felt this way in a long time. Though things are moving fine for me, I didn’t forget my eldest. I still misses her desperately, and if there is one thing I will wish for is that she was here to see her
KAMARIA'S POV Is ten o clock in the night. I was going through my nightly routine when I heard his call drive into the garage. Despite having heard this sound for the past five years of our marriage my heart still leaps anytime I hear it.I didn't get up from my vanity chair but continued to brush my dark curls waiting for him to come to me.Even though I didn't go to him that didn't stop every part of me from focusing on him. My heart was still beating very strongly in my chest, my ears more alert that usual to hear even the tiniest sound he makes, like the sound of his shoes whose familiarity I have gotten so used to that I will recognise his footsteps anywhere. My skin already tingling in anticipation of him walking into the room. My nostrils readying to perceive that masculine scent that always announces him whenever he enters the room.His footsteps was the first thing that I heard as it climbed the glassy spiral stair case of our house. It was unhurried, like he doesn't want to
DAMIEN'S POVThe door to my office opened catching my attention and I looked up to see Lily, my mistress and lover entering my office dressed in a light brown trenched coat that fell just below her knees, leaving her long pale smooth legs bare, and a large darker brown hat perched on her blonde curls, with lots of take out bags in her hands. I forcefully pulled my eyes away from her long sexy legs to scowl at her. We didn't have any appointments today and she knows I hate being disturbed at work."What are you doing here?" My voice was cold and unwelcoming, the look on my face hard.Lily smiled brightly at me ignoring my disgruntled tone, and scowling face, like she is used to it and knows that underneath my rudeness that I am glad to see her. And that is why we work. She is not intimidated by my cold and aloof personality. My heart skipped at the smile on her face. She is so stunning and it makes me glad that she is mine, not that any of these emotions could be seen on my face whic
DAMIEN POV CONTI reached and took her hands from my pants and then moved down to peel her panties out of the way before lining my hard cock at her entrance. "Ready?" She nodded, her grey eyes a dark pool of lust. I swung my hip forward burying hip cock half way inside her gushing warmth. My eyes closed again as her soft channel hugged my cock snugly feeling my whole system with unimaginable pleasure. Lily was only too happy to express her pleasure, unmindful that we are in the office. I wasn't scared of us being heard. My office is sound prove, with privacy glass, and also is after work hours and most employees have gone. I moved again burying all my twelve inches wide girth inside her. "Ah!!!" She moaned"Mmm," I replied as fire licked our skin. I started a slow thrust into her wet pussy, moving my hips leisurely like we have all the time in the world, and when we couldn't bear the pleasure any more when the need to cum became so much I started thrusting furiously, deeply into
KAMARIA POV The dawning of a new day didn’t bring with it any good tidings, rather it came with reminiscing of past memories and a lot of sadness.Our first kiss had happened when we were teenagers. My first party. I was sixteen then, Damien eighteen. It was his birthday party and my parents allowed me to go even though it was on a school night.It had been a pretty wild party but I managed to stir clear of the drinks. I was only there because of Damien. Finally it was getting late and I went in search of him to give him the gift I bought for him.I found him in his room and without thinking walked in, only Damien had been drunk and high out of his mind and thought me one of his sluts.He had immediately pounced on me and kissed me. I tried to resist but it was hard fighting against your own desires. The kiss had been everything I have read in romance books and seen in movies. It was perfect, made my toes curl, but the look of disgust that came over Damien's face when he realised who
DAMIEN POVI got into work mid morning today because I needed some time to clear my head. Finally the divorce is happening, I should be glad. It is what I have wanted since my father announced that I was getting married to Kamaria, but why am I feeling like I was making a mistake. My driving around didn’t exactly clear my head, neither did it make me change my mind. As soon as I settled down into my seat, I called in my secretary to get an update on what I have on my calendar. After she was done briefing me on the litany of meetings I have, I enquired if the creative director of our advertising branch called. Our company is a huge company made up of two branches. The marketing branch and the advertising branch, and I am the CEO of the both branch. Our advertising branch hasn’t been doing well, and I am at the verge of firing the creative director for his incompetency. “No he didn’t.”I shook my head, reaching for the telephone on my desk to call him. “Your mother called,” my se
KAMARIA POVIs been two weeks since I moved out of Damien's house and I haven't heard from him. Why doesn't that surprise me. This just proves how much Damien regarded me. Which is nothing. I don't need more proof to know he doesn't love me but it seems everywhere I look there is a reminder. Telling myself it doesn't hurt will be a big fat lie to myself and there are just two people you can't lie to yourself and God.For days now I have been trying not to think about him, to move on with my life. Telling myself that it is over. We might not have signed the divorce papers but it is over, but getting over Damien is easier said than done.I haven't told my parents about our divorce and that is because of my dad. I don't want to break his heart on top of losing his best friend, a man he considers a brother more than his own brothers. The Blacks might not like my family, at least two - third the Blacks, but my family loves them, especially Damien whom my father treats like a son he never ha