ログインCellie's povHot, it was suddenly too hot. My breathing was choppy, my airway felt too tight. The calm in the air had been snuffed out by tingling currents, pulsing in violent waves I felt with a force.And it was all because of him, this big and powerful male that was fast becoming my very own vice. My very own addiction.I was getting lost in those dangerous eyes of his, getting pulled in by an invisible force that wanted to swallow me whole.I tore my gaze and lowered it to his chest. “Why are you here?” I whispered, desperate to break through the charged silence. Desperate to kill off the intense vibe in the room.A low chuckle rumbled in his chest, shooting tingles into my mine. I involuntarily backed away to put a gap between us.“Why are you avoiding my gaze?” Demetrio asked with a drawl, leaning on the table beside us, the force of his weight causing the unopened beer cartons on it to clank together.I had to sort through them as well and I would have already started on them i
Cellie's povI was convinced the universe hated me. Like, I knew deep down that I was her least favorite life form and that was why she and her little minions, like the god of employment, were consistently out for me.I paced about on the street, watching the familiar building of Rico's that stood across, my teeth biting my lips in agitation.I also blamed the universe for the recent lapse in my usually unshakeable self-will. Much to my alarm, I had been doing things I vowed never to do or repeat and also with an embarrassing quickness.I took a resigned breath and started for the place, my hands balled into fists at my side, faux determination fueling my steps, bringing me closer and closer to the tatty wooden door.“You can do this, Cellie.” I encouraged myself. “Just get in there and ask for your job back.”I had decided to go with shameless, to act all cool and indifferent about it to make the inevitable self humiliation more bearable. You can't shame the shameless after all.My h
Demetrio's povI watched in thorough entertainment as Cellie basiCellie scurried into her apartment building the moment I pulled in front of the old house, her pert ass jiggling in her hurry to disappear from my presence.She had been skittish since I had picked her up from the pizza shop, obviously embarrassed about the fact that we had sex, her awkwardness was another consequence.Expert my ass.I would show her mercy by not going after her, just for today, and that was mainly because I had something urgent to attend to. That aside, I didn't think I would have been able to stop myself from barging into her apartment and burying myself inside her. It's been less than two days since I finally had a taste of her sweetness but it felt like it was months.I groaned, suppressing the twitch in my pants.Unfortunately, I had to head to my biggest club to deal with some things even though I'd love nothing more than to spend the rest of the day with her and make her scream my name all night l
Cellie's pov“I'm sorry we're not taking any new hires.” The pizza shop manager said to me, not looking sorry at all.My smile was stiff when I expressed my understanding but I was mentally screaming in frustration.How hard can it be to get a job for goodness sake? I wasn't even asking for a position at NASA or the CIA. Just a basic pink collar job.I pushed out of the pizza shop and I was so lost in my thoughts I nearly tripped over a pothole.I would have fallen face flat on the floor if not for the strong hands that grabbed me.“You should watch where you're going.” A voice I've been waiting to hear all day spoke behind me as I was pulled into a sturdy chest.I whipped around to face Demetrio and couldn't barely contain the heat that threatened to explode my cheeks into bits. I cleared my throat to regain my composure, embarrassed that he had found me in such an ungainly situation.I tried to say something that didn't show how fluttered or awkward I felt but failed. “Why are you h
Demetrio's pov“I never thought a day like this would come,” the young boss said, smiling into his glass of scotch.My expression was blank and unresponsive but he pretended not to have noticed it.I never thought I'd be sitting in the Irish boss’ terrace, sipping scotch and discussing plans like extended family members either. I hated every second I was spending in his presence. In his bastard of his brother's presence too.My custom made suit felt too tight on my body, the material of my shirt itchy on my skin. And that was maybe because I itched to reach across to punch Cadain in his very punchable face every time he mentioned Cellie in that dreamy way of his.My eyes coasted to my father and they met the warning frown he was giving me. He was still yet to discover why I was so against the idea of Cadain marrying Cellie but I knew it was only a matter of time before he found out. However, his discovery would be irrelevant by then because I'd have long sent the scemo on his ass back
Cellie's pov“You better hold on tight because I'm going to fuck the idea of other men out of your sweet pussy.”The words caused a shudder to zap through every nerve ending in my body and I was alight with electricity.I screamed as a sharp, unforgiving thrust sparked my core, more following in the same merciless manner. I took him to the hilt and the sight of his erection spearing me made me more flushed than I already was. There was something sweetly forbidden about the sight and it thrilled me to the very core of my being.My eyes found Demetrio's gaze and the sinful stare put a hitch to my breath, it made my brain fuzzy and filled with intoxicating lust. I was drugged up by the feel of his cck in me. I was hypnotized by those stormy grey eyes.“Only I can f uck you this good.” He drawled, hiking my leg higher and up on his shoulder, the angle even more deeper this time.“No one else but me.”His thrusts were splitting me apart, destroying my good sense and reason. I had forgotten
Cellie's povOxygen and the lack of it was the furthest thing from my mind as our tongues danced together. Everything about Demetrio's mouth was forceful, demanding like he had something to prove. To me or to himself I didn't know.He claimed my mouth with a wild need, his desperation to conquer an
Cellie's povIn hindsight, I knew that this was a terrible idea but I couldn't think properly through the angry roaring in my head.His fingers were digging into my waist, my hips. His tongue was thrusted down my throat. I was becoming uncomfortable and wondered at what point Demetrio and Cadain wi
Cellie's povI couldn't be in the DeLeon mansion without snapshots of the time I let Demetrio fuck me with his fingers swiping through my head like a slideshow. Even now as I helped Georgiana touch up her hair in her princess bedroom, I was fighting a blush as Georgiana rambled about a heroic story
Demetrio's povOne of the reasons why I didn't get a house like my father's was that the place was needlessly large. The distance from the main gates to the front door took about five minutes. And that was by car.I had an overly cautious nature to get a house like it. Lord knows I grew up in a con






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