SCARLETTAs I stood in front of the mirror, the soft glow of the vanity lights casting a warm hue over my reflection, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through me. I was meeting up with my stranger again. Of course, I didn’t know his name but I was content with that, calling him My Stranger.Underneath the oversized trench coat, I wore the most alluring red lingerie I could find, knowing it would please my stranger. We've been at this… whatever this was, for a month now, and every rendezvous felt like the best decision I've ever made.The past month with him has been nothing short of exhilarating. So fucking wild! He’s brought out a side of me I didn’t even know existed—a side hungry for pleasure, excitement, and all kinds of dirty desires.I couldn’t help but trail my hand over my body, moaning to myself as my mind replayed our moment together, each memory sending shivers of anticipation down my spine. From the moment we met, his presence was intoxicating, his
SCARLETTIn the familiar dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation, charged with the promise of forbidden desires and carnal pleasures. My stranger and I stood facing each other, his piercing blue eyes beneath his signature mask, locked intently with mine in a heated gaze that spoke volumes without a single word being uttered.The tension between us crackled like electricity, sending shivers down my spine and igniting a fire deep within me.My stranger exuded an aura of raw dominance, his presence commanding the room as he prowled closer, his gaze never leaving mine. I could feel the heat of his body radiating towards me, drawing me in like a moth to a flame.With every step he took, my heart pounded louder in my chest, the anticipation of what was to come sending waves of desire coursing through me.“You’ve been a bad girl,” his voice was low, husky, dripping with lust and authority.His words hung in the air, a promise of delicious punishment and sinful pleasure. I swallo
DAMIENThe campus courtyard buzzed with energy as students milled about, their laughter and chatter filling the air. Sam and I stood with the rest of the guys, leaning against a nearby bench as we watched the parade of girls pass by.“Check out that one,” Sam said, nodding towards a group of girls giggling as they walked past. “She’s got a nice ass.”I snorted, rolling my eyes at Sam’s crude remark. “You say that about every girl,” I replied, scanning the crowd for someone more interesting.“Yeah, but this one’s different,” Sam insisted, his eyes fixed on the girl in question. “I mean, just look at her.”I followed his gaze, taking in the sight of the girl’s long legs and curves accentuated by her tight jeans. “Alright, she’s not bad,” I admitted, grudgingly conceding Sam’s point.“But check out the blonde over there,” Tony, one of the other guys chimed in, pointing towards a girl sitting on a bench with a book in hand. “She’s got that innocent vibe going on. Bet she’d be wild in bed.
SCARLETTThe car tore through the dimly lit streets, each passing moment filled with mounting dread as Damien ignored my frantic pleas to stop and release me.My voice, a mixture of anger and fear, bounced off the walls of the car, but Damien remained unmoved, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his silence a suffocating weight in the air."Damien, you son of a bitch, stop this fucking car!" I screamed, my voice cracking with desperation. "I swear to God, if you don't let me out right now, I'll make sure my brother comes after you with everything he's got!"But Damien's smirk only widened in response, a silent challenge to my futile threats. I reached for my phone, fingers trembling as I dialed Aiden's number, but before I could even press call, Damien snatched the device from my hand and flung it to the back seat, leaving me speechless with shock."What the fuck, Damien? What do you want from me?" I demanded, my voice trembling with a mixture of fear and frustration.He remained silent
SCARLETT"It was you all along, wasn't it?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "You sick bastard, it was always you."Wordlessly, Damien pulled me towards the house and I didn’t even have it in me to fight back again, my shock evident and clear as day. As soon as we got into the house, he locked the door behind us, and a sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach.The realization of Damien’s true identity hit me like a ton of bricks, sending shockwaves through my entire being. It felt as though the ground had shifted beneath my feet, leaving me reeling and disoriented.I stood frozen in place, my mind racing as I tried to process the truth. Damien, the man I loathe with all my heart, body, soul and spirit, is the same man who had ignited my deepest desires, giving me mind-blowing and soul shattering orgasm for the past two months.It’s been him all along.Disbelief washed over me in waves, each crashing more forcefully than the last. He was the s
SCARLETT"It only felt that way because I didn't know it was you," I said between gritted teeth, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "Now that I know the truth, I'm repulsed by you." I spat out.His eyes darkened and my heart began to pound vehemently.For a moment, Damien’s wicked smirk faltered, his eyes narrowing as he studied me with a hint of uncertainty. But then, like a switch had been flipped, it was back, more sinister than before, his lips curling into a predatory grin that sent a shiver down my spine.“Oh, is that so?” he mused, his voice dripping with malice as he took a step closer, his gaze darkening with desire. “I think you’re lying to yourself, Princess. Deep down, you know you can’t resist me.”Before I could respond, Damien’s hand shot out, wrapping around my neck with a firm grip that sent a jolt of electricity coursing through me. I gasped, my breath catching in my throat as he pinned me against the wall, his touch sending shivers of anticipatio
DAMIENThe pulsating music thudded through the crowded club, drowning out the clamor of voices around us as I sat with Sam, nursing my drink and trying to drown out the memories of what had transpired earlier with Scarlett.But as much as I tried to push aside the events of that evening, Sam's relentless questioning only seemed to remind me of the gravity of the situation."Damien, dude, you gotta tell me what the hell happened with Scarlett," Sam urged, his voice tinged with concern as he leaned in closer, his eyes searching mine for answers. "Dragging her into your car like that... do you realize how dangerous that was? Aiden's gonna be out for blood."I remained silent, my jaw clenched tight as I struggled to keep my emotions in check. Sam was right – what I had done had been reckless and impulsive, and now the consequences were coming back to haunt me in more ways than one.But as much as I wanted to confide in Sam, to spill the truth of what had transpired between Scarlett and me
SCARLETTI slumped onto my bed, feeling like a damn cliché.It was him. All this while, it’s been him.Damien Hunter.My brother’s arch nemesis and the heir to the mafia throne. Not just any mafia, but my family's sworn rival. He was my stranger… has been my stranger all these while. The only person I have relived my wildest and dirtiest sexual fantasies with.Talk about a plot twist straight out of a trashy romance novel.Part of me wanted to be pissed at him, to curse his name and punch a hole through my wall. But deep down, I knew I couldn't blame him entirely. Who was I kidding? I was practically begging for it, chasing after him like some lovesick puppy even when he warned me to stay the hell away.And let's not forget the mind-blowing pleasure he gave me. Goddamn, the things he could do with just his hands and his mouth... It's like he knew exactly how to push all the right buttons to drive me crazy with desire.I should have known it was him all along. There were hints everywhe