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PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 42: You’re glowing, Scarlett
SCARLETT“Is it me, or are you glowing Scarlett?” Aurora spoke up out of nowhere.We were in the kitchen; me, Aurora and Maeve, preparing dinner— or rather, trying to prepare dinner. Only Maeve could sort of cook among the three of us so we were pretty much her assistant in the kitchen.And now, I’m trying to understand what Aurora was on about.“What do you mean?” I asked, brows furrowed in confusion.“You know, I kinda noticed it too.” Maeve chipped in, wiggling her brows at me. My brows scrunched up even more, getting more confused.“Right!” Aurora’s lips stretched in that mischievous smile of hers that I knew all too well. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that the wheels were turning in her head and she was about to make some weird assumptions.Weird assumptions that mostly turn out to be true.“It’s probably this new cream I’m trying out,” I shrugged, stirring the sauce in the pot. I squinted into the bowl when I realized that whatever was in the pot was no longer like sauce.“Nah
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 43: Always thinking about her
DAMIENI lifted the cup of whiskey and downed the contents in one go.But it didn’t help.I can’t stop thinking about that night. Fuck it, I can’t stop thinking about her.The memory of Scarlett consumed my thoughts like a blazing inferno. Every detail of our night together played out in my mind with vivid clarity, each moment etched into my memory with electrifying intensity.I remembered the way she looked at me, her eyes ablaze with desire as she first seduced me, and then surrendered herself to me completely. The soft curve of her lips beckoned me closer, and when our mouths finally met, it was like a spark igniting a powder keg of passion.Her skin was soft beneath my touch, yielding to my every caress as we explored each other with a fervor that bordered on reckless abandon. Every kiss, every touch, sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my veins, leaving me breathless and desperate for more.What captivated me the most was the way her body moved beneath me, the way her so
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 44: You feel so good inside me
SCARLETTA primal moan escaped my lips as Damien plunged deeper into me from behind, hitting all the right spots with each thrust.“Fuck, Damien,” I gasped, my voice dripping with need. “You feel so good inside me.”His deep, husky groans mingled with my own as he filled me completely, his words filled with so much desire.“You like that, baby?” he growled, his voice sending shivers down my spine. “You like it when I fuck you like this?”I could only nod, lost in the sensation of him moving inside me. As Damien withdrew and sheathed himself inside me again, I couldn’t stop myself from cry out .“Fuck, yes,” I moaned, my fingers digging into the sheets as he drove me closer to the edge. “Don’t stop, Damien. Please, don’t stop.”He didn’t need any further encouragement, his pace quickening as he pounded into me from behind. My pussy couldn’t help but greedily swallow him, craving the toe-curling feeling of being completely filled. When I looked back at him over my shoulder, our eyes loc
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SCARLETT“Damien?” I called out to him, my voice barely above a whisper.“Yes?” he responded, turning to face me with a curious expression.“I think you and I need to talk,” I said, my words hesitant but determined.Damien chuckled, his eyes twinkling mischievously.“Talk? Can’t it wait?” His brows tucked up in question, leaning closer to me. “Look Scarlett, there are two things that happen when I fuck a girl as good as I just fucked you,”I grimaced, but kept quiet for him to go on.“It’s either they fall asleep because they are fucking exhausted or they ask to go for another round,” he cocked his head to the side, a smirk rigged at the corners of his lips.I rolled my eyes.“I want to believe that you telling us to talk is a metaphor for us going another round. If not, I still suggest we go another round and then we can talk all you want,” he teased, leaning in to kiss my neck.Despite the arousal coursing through my veins, I knew I couldn’t let myself be swayed. We needed to talk a
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 46: Want us to be official
SCARLETT“I want us to be official, Damien,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. “I want us to be together.”As soon as the words escaped my lips, Damien’s reaction was not what I expected. He didn’t respond with understanding or even surprise. Instead, he erupted into laughter, the sound echoing off the walls of the room like thunder.Confusion washed over me as I watched him, my brows furrowing in disbelief.Why was he laughing? This was serious. I had poured my heart out to him, and he was treating it like some kind of joke?“What the fuck is so funny, Damien?” I demanded, my voice laced with irritation.His laughter only seemed to intensify at my question, infuriating me even more.“You, Scarlett,” he managed to choke out between fits of laughter. “You’re the one that’s funny. Honestly, you got me real good! Very funny!I bristled at his response, feeling my anger bubbling up inside me.“Funny?” I shot back, my voice rising with each word. “Do you think my feelings are a
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 47: You have feelings for her
DAMIENFuck me!I stormed into the apartment, my chest heaving with pent-up frustration and anger.Slamming the door behind me, the sound echoed through the empty space, reverberating off the walls like a thunderclap. The force of it rattled the building down to its very foundation, but I didn’t care.I needed an outlet for the storm raging inside me.I need to fucking punch something, throw something! Anything!With a primal roar, I swept everything off the center table. I was a damn wrecking ball, tearing through the room like a hurricane of fury. Every damn crash and bang was like music to my ears, drowning out the chaos in my head.I threw used bottles of beer watching it shatter into pieces, but the sound of their destruction did nothing to release me from the turmoil brewing within me.But no matter how viciously I tore through the room like a fucking whirlwind, hurling objects across the floor with reckless abandon, nothing changed.If anything, it got worse.Every crash and
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 48: We’ll get through this together
SCARLETT.The first time I was heartbroken was in Highschool.I had a huge crush on one of the seniors and a star athlete in the school, Jason. He found out I had a crush on him and asked me out, and I agreed, not knowing that it was a dare from his friends and teammates.They had dared him to take the virginity of the famous Mafia Princess.I had no idea of their plans and was literally about to give up my virginity for that idiot if not for Aiden walking into the room at that moment and beating Jason to a pulp. Apparently, Aurora had snitched on me, sneaking Jason into the house.Jason stopped speaking to me completely and I got so mad at my best friend and my brother for “ruining” my life. Now, I know they were trying to protect me.But look, I fell for the same mistake again, and this time, this bastard, Damien Hunter succeeded where Jason had failed back in High School. Took my virginity and discarded me like a fucking used tissue.I have never felt a heartbreak so intense in my
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 49: Lost her for good
DAMIENI haven’t slept a damn wink since that night with Scarlett. It’s like she’s taken up permanent residence in my mind, haunting my thoughts day and night. I thought cutting things off with her would make her fade away, but instead, she’s only become more vivid in my thoughts.I can’t stop replaying our time together, every laugh, every touch, every stolen moment. She’s imprinted on my mind, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t shake her loose. I wanted to distract myself, wanting to use other girls to fuck her out of my system, but I couldn’t bring myself to go through with it. Fuck, I can’t even bring myself to fuck another girl without thinking of her.It’s like she’s branded me, marked me as hers and hers alone.She’s ruined me for anyone else, and as much as I hate to admit it, I can’t see myself with anyone but her.I know I screwed things up royally with her, but I have to make things right. Calling her won’t cut it; she’s probably blocked my number by now. So, here I am,
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