“You are home, Baby girl,” Damian said as he glanced at me. It had been three months since our wedding reception, and I was quite busy most days. I had to manage the Castilles Hotel, my clothing business, and also the sanatorium I had built with Damian to help people who needed free psychological consultations.I had that idea when I had been kidnapped and found Luna, the girl who had accompanied me, had died. At first, I wanted to build an orphanage for abandoned children, but as there were too many of them, Damian suggested we build a sanatorium instead to help those who had traumas like us. With helps from his friends and connections, we now had more than twenty psychologists and psychiatrists to help us.Today was a tiring day after visiting the sanatorium. The patients always loved to talk to me, and I gladly accompanied them until it was time for me to return home to my family.When I reached home today, I found Damian in the nursery holding our little girl, as he always did.“
I walked into our bedroom and saw Damian walking out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped lowly around his hips, looking as sexy as ever.I had just finished putting on little Luna to sleep and was tired. I quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower, exiting with only a tiny towel covering my petite body.“Baby girl, come here,” I heard Damian’s voice and turned to look at him.I had to swallow hard, looking at the vision in front of me. My handsome and sexy husband was sitting at the edge of the bed, butt-naked, and he was stroking his huge cock that had hardened. I swore I began to get wet just by looking at him being so hot.I went stand in front of him, and he yanked my towel away from my body, leaving me as naked as him.He pulled me forcefully to him, and I sat on his lap, straddling him. He kissed me long and hard without warning, leaving me panting when he withdrew.“You’ve been taking care of the kids. Now it's time for you to take care of your husband,” he husked ou
Damian and I were lounging on our bed as per usual before we went to sleep. He was reading on his tablet while I was browsing through the internet.I heard his heavy sigh, saw him put his tablet on the bedside table, and he suddenly pulled me toward him abruptly, holding me tight in his arms.“What happened?” I asked him. It felt like he was afraid of losing me, that I would leave him.“I just finished reading your journal,” he mumbled against the top of my head.Ohhh.. That’s why.I pulled back from his tight embrace so I could see his expression.“Why are you sad?” I asked him.“I was such a dick to you, wasn't I?” he asked with a self-deprecating smile on his face.“You were.” I nodded and pretended to agree with him. “And still are sometimes.” I laughed.“But you are my dick,” I added with a teasing smile. I saw his self-deprecating smile turn into a smile of amusement.“I can't believe I put you through so many troubles.” He pulled me back into his embrace and sighed.“It’s all
So dear readers,It’s true when I told Damian that this story is not about Rai and me, and me and Damian. This story is about me and Damian, from the moment we knew each other through texts, up to our happy ending.Of course, I was very blessed to know and fall in love with Rai. He is still my greatest love and my worse heartbreak. He was gentle and had never hurt me, well, except maybe when he was jealous of Frank and when he saw Damian and me together. He was the perfect boyfriend and forever will be my greatest love.Damian is the love of my life. He gave me strength, and he made me strong. So what do all my lovely readers think? Do I deserve to be with Damian after everything we’ve been through? Or am I too weak for him? I’d like to think I deserve to be with him since I love him so much. But what do you think?And I have just begun to read his POV. It seems interesting. Let me show you a bit of it. It starts off with him canceling his engagement with Clarissa.•••“Uncle, Aunt
"There is a corner of my heart that is yours. And I don't mean for now or until I've found somebody else. I mean to say that whether I fall in love a thousand times over or never again, there will always be a small quiet place in my heart that belongs only to you."~ Beau Taplin. ..... I still remember the first time I laid my eyes on both of you. Unbeknownst to me, our first meeting would change my life to the point of no return. I was caught up in the whirlwind romance you both gave me. Never imagined a bittersweet story that I thought only existed in books and movies would happen to me. Just when I thought I was never destined to be happy, both of you appeared in my life. But who would have thought that it would lead to my greatest love and my worst heartbreak? My always and my forever? You, whom I thought would always be with me forever, and you, whom I thought would just be a friend to me. Why did I have to fall in love with you too when I was in love with him? Why did I h
It all started while I was participating in an event for my clothing line. I was just about to take my lunch when suddenly I heard someone calling my name.“Hey, Kat.” A woman’s voice called me.I looked up and saw my friend from my Melbourne day, not a close friend, though. Oh yes, I spent a few years in Melbourne for my Bachelor’s Degree.We chatted for a while, mostly about my clothing line, her sons, and how great her husband was. She told me about all the wonderful things her husband did for her and how her husband always bought expensive things for her.I was not so impressed by her life - not because I came from a well-to-do family, but because I was not one of those girls who loved to be given expensive gifts, though I was happy for her.A customer then came to my booth to check out my clothes. I went to my customer and chatted with her.When I’d finished serving the customer, I went back to my friend. I saw that she was thinking about asking me something, and I kind of knew wh
On the day of our date, I fussed around, not knowing what to wear. What should a girl wear to meet an attractive guy? And at a high-end mall, moreover. I ended up wearing a dress that made me look slimmer and high heels. At least I wouldn’t look so bad compared to him, I thought. But boy, how wrong was I. I arrived earlier than him and chatted him up, informing him that I’d arrived at the mall. Waiting for him was nerve-wracking as it had been quite a long time since I last dated.As I seldom went to the mall of his choosing, I told him that I would wait for him in front of the Chanel boutique. We were supposed to meet in front of a restaurant to have lunch, but I got lost in the mall. I couldn’t find the restaurant, so I gave up and just waited for him in front of the Chanel boutique as my feet started to hurt. Yes, I was terrible with directions that I could even get lost in a mall. It would take me at least twenty times visiting a place for me not to get lost in that place, depen
On our third date (which consisted of Damian, Rai, and me), they asked me to help them shop for formal clothes. Apparently, they needed to go to a party, an upper-class party, in a few months. So, they’d still be here for a few months, I thought happily. I loved spending time with them.We went to the Dior boutique, and they seemed at ease in the store. They knew what looked good on them; they even knew their clothing sizes in Dior’s sizing.As I waited for them to change, I looked around the store, admiring all the beautiful bags that were on display.“Kat, come here. Tell us how we look.” Suddenly I could hear Damian’s voice calling me.I made my way to the huge mirror and froze. They were both wearing suits and white shirts with the top four buttons unfastened. Their suits were unbuttoned too! Damian’s suit was deep dark navy blue, while Rai’s suit was all black.Damian had both hands in the pocket of his trouser while Rai was adjusting his cuff. I had never in my entire life looked