34: Gonna make you scream

SCARLETT

As we walked into the familiar house, a wave of fear and arousal washed over me, mingling together in a way that left me trembling with anticipation.

Damien's presence loomed over me like a dark shadow, his eyes burning with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine.

Fuck! What am I doing back here?

Despite my attempts to hold my own, to act angry and stubborn, I couldn't deny the underlying excitement that pulsed through my veins.

The thought of being kidnapped and used had always been a secret fantasy of mine, and the circumstances of me being here only heighten my arousal.

But as we entered the house, the facade of anger slipped away, replaced by a sense of vulnerability that I couldn't shake. I could literally hear echoes of my own moans and pleas ringing and bouncing off the walls of this house, bringing back so many memories that sent a zap straight to my core.

I swallowed, clenching my thighs together.

"I've always known you were mad, Damien," I began, trying to