Threatened Abduction

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CHAPTER 10

When Damian meant he was going to set fire to her house, he literally did. Having paid one of the residents to start a fire in the house, the building’s fire alarm rang out and all residents began to evacuate quickly.

What Amber did not foresee was that her goody-two-shoes neighbour who remembered her would be none other than the very man she wished to have nothing to do with.

His eyes glinted with a knowing smile as he stared down at her. She had been wide-eyed when she first saw him but the longer they stared at each other, the faster the sound of her heartbeat.

She did not think she would be able to maintain this silent staring contest for too long and instinctively lowered her gaze.

A big mistake she was going to realize.

Her eyes made mark with his Adam apple first as her gaze daring took the trip down to his slightly exposed chest.

Exposed chest?

Her eyes went wide again as she took a quick glance at his appearance. He had left the office all right but he was not dressed as corporately as he did before. Rather he wore his white-sleeved collar shirt with three buttons opened, giving anyone who cared to look a sight worthy of their eyes.

She gulped.

Her eyes travelled down to his chest and heaven knew she forgot herself and where she was as she took in his chiselled chest and nice abs that were obviously visible thanks to how his shirt hugged his body.

It was no wonder he was revered by ladies. He looked too good and handsome not to be.

Within seconds she had done a sweet mental x-ray of his upper body and when she dared herself to look further down to see the engorged prize and what all ladies swooned for, he cleared his throat, breaking her from whatever trance she had put herself in.

Her cheeks flushed a bright red in embarrassment. She had denied and hated to want to have anything to do with him, yet she was literally drooling.

Stupid Amber!

But then who said drooling wasn’t allowed?

His cheeky grin cleared up those thoughts immediately as he placed a foot forward inside her house. Alarmed by the sudden turn of events, Amber retreated two steps back. Right now, both of them had forgotten about the commotion that was going on with evacuating the building.

Technically only she did but Damian on the other hand who knew exactly what he did simply smiled and took another step in.

Amber swallowed the hard lump she had mentally placed in her throat as she held his gaze, too mesmerized to even look away again. If she did that, any part of his body would have her spellbound and now was not the time.

"Hello, love.” His sultry voice came softly to her ears, sending shivers running down her spine. As much as it should have been in a good way, she felt a certain dread fill her up instead.

He was trouble. Damian Stormborn was trouble and nothing good came from having him stay close to her.

“S-stay back,” she stuttered, her mild confidential outlook immediately dispersing before him.

“And why is that… when I came to save a certain journalist?” His bewitching smile left her brain in shambles again. He was enjoying this, wasn’t he?

As much as she would love to engage in that fantasy, she immediately snapped from whatever charm was surrounding her, recalling her frustrated he made her day and how sexually aroused she got because of him.

She was angry.

No bloody man had that control over her yet he, Damian, somehow managed to achieve that. “How did you know I… No, scratch that. What are you doing here in the first place?”

“Take a wild guess.”

Her brows knitted. He was playing games with her. She hated that fact about him. Sigh. But now was not even the time for that. She needed to evacuate the building but his tall frame was blocking her view.

“Pass. Please leave. I need to evacuate too.” Rather than answering her, Damian let his eyes fall from her face to her chest, scanning her body like how she had done him but only this time, he could see beyond her towel.

Watching him rake his eyes through her body like that made Amber feel small and exposed before him. All this while she forgot about being ultimately naked safe for the towel around her chest and was about running out.

Talk about being stupid.

Instinctively she gripped the top of her towel and used her other hand to cover her chest from his prying eyes and uttered loud enough for him to hear. “Pervert.”

Without saying much, Amber turned around on her heels and attempted to run and find something simple and decent to wear before making her escape.

That’s right, escape, because right now, other than the fire, she had bigger problems in the form of a certain human. However, before she retreated further into the house, Damian rushed in as well and wrapped his hand around her waist.

She turned with his hand still around her in an attempt to fight him off when the next thing Amber knew, she was lifted up from the ground effortlessly.

If she thought her eyes had gotten wide earlier on then she was joking, as this time they opened wide as though they would burst out of their socket.

Her vision blurred when he turned swiftly, his body now facing her door. Realizing what was about to happen, she threw several punches at his back and started her protest.

“Let me go. Release me at once.”

“I’m sorry Missy, but it doesn’t work that way,” Damian refuted.

“Huh?”

“I do not take orders from ladies, rather they take orders from me when they are either beneath me in my bed or on their knees on the ground with their mouth servicing my cock.”

She swore she would kill him. How dare he speak so raw to her? And who said anything about wanting to take orders from him sexually? Then again, he was proving to her that his name should be Sexualborn and not the other way around.

“Damn, you!”

“I’ll be damned if I do not take you with me. Kiss this place goodbye. You’re coming with me, Amber.”

“I will shout, rape or kidnapping if you do not drop me,” she threatened one last time when he got to her door.

A loud chuckle escaped his lips but she could feel it vibrate from his throat thanks to her thigh which was pressed against his chest.

“Look around you, no one will come to your aid. Besides, I will be branded a hero for saving you and do you think the media would believe you? Tsk, my fans would want to kill you instead.”

She trembled slightly. She wanted to be the one threatening him, turns out the games were played the other way. At the mention of his fans, she shuddered. She knew how terrible an angry fan mob could be.

All the more reason to stay away.

Regardless, Amber was not willing to give her freedom away to him easily and she struck again, this time aiming for his vertebra column.

He stopped in his track just outside her door as she released a sigh of relief.

‘Yes, I got him.’ Her mental jubilation was short-lived when she felt a sting land on her butt through her only piece of clothing followed by the sound that reverberated in her ear drum.

POW!

He spanked her. She was spanked by a man she disliked!

Anger and embarrassment washed over her immediately. In anger, Amber retaliated once more, sending another fist to his back.

POW!

“Arrgh!”

“I would prefer it if you moaned rather that cry like a beast.” Just to push her further, he spanked her butt again.

In anger she lifted her hand, ready to strike when his threat rang out loud in a cold deep voice.

“Except you want me to get you naked, finger and eat you out here, you would not dare lay another hand on me.”

His threat was imminent. She knew better than to taste his patience. This was not like in his office. Anything could happen now. They were alone and she was naked underneath. For the first time ever since she met him, Amber felt truly powerless as she dropped her hand in defeat.

“Good girl,” Damian’s reassuring voice rang out. If that had been the only thing, it would have been great but before she knew it, his palm soothed her butt cheeks in a petting manner.

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