LOGINNORA’S POINT OF VIEW.I stood right beside the bed, in proximity to Damien, as Grandma Sterling dropped a bomb on us. All my mind could conjure was that Allister was the man she said she would be working for.I looked at Maeve, my best friend, my cousin, regardless of what the truth is now, the woman I thought I knew everything about, as she sat, her hands tucked in her lap. Her lips wobbled so much, I would have thought she’d cry, but Maeve was ever too stubborn to show vulnerability.She doesn’t stare at Allister or anyone else. Unlike Allister, who openly gawks at her, eyes brimming with so much love, so much passion, it made the room feel so light.“Maeve, say something,” Allister whispers, hands reaching for her folded ones. “Please…”For a moment, she stares at him with her tear-filled gaze. Then, she bolts for the door. Allister doesn’t waste a second; he races after her.I also made to follow them, but someone grabbed my arm before I could take another step. I stared at Grandm
MAEVE’S POINT OF VIEW.Mrs Sterling turns to Allister first, that small, maternal smile I believed to be far from innocent on her lips. “Allister, you remind me too much of my son, your father. You’re guarded, quite dramatic to be honest.” She adds a chuckle, then a slow shudder; “But above all, you’re shy….” Just like me, all of us turned to a red-faced Allister who avoided all of our gazes.He kept his eyes on the bed. I would have laughed, at least internally, if I didn’t see the way his hands played with the sleeve of his shirt. He looked like he would rather be anywhere but here.“Years ago, when your father sent you to Australia for college, I was quite worried. You were always sensitive as a child; it kept me up at night, thinking about how you were faring. So I did the only thing an elderly woman like me could do.”“You went to dad, asked him if I could come home, but he said no?” Allister asks, now staring at her.“No, don’t be so boring.” She rolls her eyes before adding. “I
MAEVE’S POINT OF VIEW.I’m so done with this day, and it hasn’t even started yet!I hate him; I fucking hate him!I hate his stupid, handsome face, the addictive scent of the cologne clinging to him, the fact that I can feel the heat of his stare every time he thinks I’m not watching, and that I like that stare.I hate that I want him to keep staring at me; that I even want to fall in love with him freely. However, that can’t be the case…..I can’t be with a fucking liar.To make matters worse, I remember what he did with Madison years back in high school. That night, I hadn’t run so fast home like that in my life. Luckily, our flight out of the country was scheduled that night as well.So I made my escape quite easily.Now, I can clearly see my employer stepping into the mansion of that liar. If she sees me, she could fire me, and I’d be done!“Sorry, I’m ready to leave now,” I said with a polite smile, staring at the two buff bodyguards standing at the massive black and gold gates wi
NORA’S POINT OF VIEWThe second the older version of Damien walks in, the once free air becomes tense with something that feels… dangerous. Damien’s smile falls instantly, his shoulder goes tense, and he lets go of Allister to glare fully at the man standing beside his grandmother.“Dad?” Elena gasps, rising and running to the man. She jumps into his arms with what sounds like a relieved gasp and a low sob. “I missed you so much!”He wraps his arms around her, returning the fatherly hug with a soft smile. However, his eyes remain fixed on Damien, who also doesn’t back down.“Hello, princess.” He whispers, kissing her hair before pulling away from her. “Sorry, I’m a bit late. I would have arrived earlier, but work kept me a bit longer.”“Well, it’s a good thing no one wants you here, Salvatore,” Damien speaks, his voice completely free of emotion.If I didn’t see the right clenching of his bends, I wouldn’t know he even felt anything right now.“Damien!” Grandma Sterling hisses, direct
NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.“Lola, get; atchoo!’ off!” I shrieked, lifting my hands as if I were held at gunpoint. The cat, however, didn’t care. She only meows, her sharp, tiny claws digging into the fabric of Margo’s daughter’s dress, the sound of her loud purring vibrating throughout my body. Her big, emerald eyes looked up at me, and I swear, there was a smug smile on her lips.“I told you this is a madhouse, Allister!” Damien reached for Lola, only for him to retract when she hisses loudly at him. “Get her off, Nora, before she sneezes again. Nora’s allergic to cats, damnit.”“I’m sorry.” Allister apologized, trying to distract Lola with a piece of bacon, but she barely glances at him; her focus is entirely on me. “She never acts like this, I swear. She usually has an aversion to human beings; hell, she doesn’t even like me that much. I’m as shocked as you guys right now.Two weeks ago, she hissed at the archbishop at mass!”“Why on earth did you take a cat to church?” I asked, trying
NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.My heart hammered against my chest while I tried to regulate my breathing to a normal pace. “Oh, fuck!” I bit my lower lip, hard, my eyes shut tight as my orgasm drew closer. Damien’s unrelenting, monstrous thrusts left my toes curling and made my body utterly confused.“Open your eyes, Nora. Watch what I do.” He’d taken me from the bed after wringing three orgasms from me, to place me in front of the floor-to-ceiling bathroom mirror. “I can't.” I whimpered, trying to touch him anyhow, but he had both of my hands prisoner behind my back. “It’s too….. embarrassing.”“Would you like to cum again?”“Yes.” I nodded, my walls tightening around the thick length of his cock over and over again, sucking him in even deeper. He hissed, his hand coming down on my ass in four harsh spanks. “Fuck.” He moaned, bending, tilting me even lower so I felt his dick piercing even more. “Do that again.” I obeyed his command with a sputtering moan, my core tightening deliciously aro
MEAVE’S POINT OF VIEW.My heartbeat was so loud, I was worried my eardrums would burst; my earlier confidence in my disguise skills dipped. “Y-you knew?” I squeaked.“Be careful not to use your real voice. Allister could be lurking around somewhere. And yes, I knew….you think that a wig and worn cl
NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.The air in the living room suite was still thick with the scent of us, of the nerve oil, our sweat, and the mangled musk of Damien’s cologne. A couple of seconds after he came, he pulled out of me, lifted me; not that I could have walked two steps….my legs were jellified.Taki
NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.The mention of the sex tape felt like a low blow to my lower belly. I stared at him, waiting for the disbelief to hit; the questions, the gut-wrenching hurt. Five seconds passed, then ten…But I did not feel it. I stared at him, my face as emotionless as my heart. I looked strai
NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.The document sat heavily in my lap, the weight of it resembling lead. I swallowed, my eyes rummaging the black words on white paper, Damien's voice replaying violently in my mind like a broken record I didn't want to turn off. Dominant, Submissive….and my stomach did another n







