Iris' POV"Hello, I'm back, you bloody motherfucker," Kendrick's voice boomed. "I'm pretty sure the case isn't that serious."It had been three weeks since I last saw him. He was a surgeon, and Damon kept calling him for a minor case.I tried to cover my exposed backside, but my back itches like crazy. I wondered how the welts would look.Finally, I managed to cover my rear. Just then, Kendrick arrived. I raised my head to greet him with a bow. My back was exposed for him to treat, but he stood there with a shocked expression. Was my injury that alarming to him?Just then, Damon came in with a glass of water in his hand."Bang!!!!!! Damon!!" I called out.Kendrick had just punched Damon hard in the face. The glass shattered into tiny pieces."The fuck, Kendrick!" Damon said, wiping the blood from his lips. "What the fuck is wrong with you?""How dare you, Damon!" Kendrick yelled, punching him again. Damon didn't fight back. He wiped the blood away with his hands and calmly walked over
Iris' pov"Your temperature has increased again. What the fuck did she do to you?" Damon asked with a hint of anger in his voice, his brows wrinkled into a frown.I stared into his eyes. Was this the Damon I knew? Was this the Damon who would also push me away, use me like a piece of trash? I should wake up from this dream sooner before I get too entitled to this treatment.I was lost in thought and didn't notice Damon rubbing my back with the ointment Kendrick gave him. I squeezed my fist, clenched my teeth, and shut my eyes tightly. I didn't want to cry or flinch in front of Damon.Beads of cold sweat were falling down my eyes. This hurt like hell. Couldn't he be more gentle? It hurt so much that I just wanted to lay my back on a cold ice pack."If it hurts so much, you could just cry. You don't have to hold it in," I heard Damon suddenly mention.Staring at him again, he had some cuts on his neck. His pink lips were also bruised due to Kendrick's punch earlier.I wondered why he di
Iris' pov I held her chin closer to me; she looked more pathetic and cute when she was sick. Her big ocean blue eyes were once responsible for my insanity, her peach small soft lips, her fair milk skin, and her collarbones made me lose myself. Each time she fell asleep naked, I didn't know what kept stopping me from banging on her like I always do. Today, I wouldn't let it go and would satisfy my desire for the climax. As for Kaila, she had the audacity to go as far as touching what's mine. As for those guards who saw her naked, I made a mental note to gouge out their eyes. Putting my hands deep into her shirt, I wanted to feel what's mine. She had starved me for so long; though her body still felt hot, it was better than before. Just then, I noticed her body trembling and her eyes teary. I'm Damon; other people's emotions aren't supposed to be my problem. Even Kendrick had misunderstood, thinking I was the one wh
Iris' pov. I grabbed her face and brought it closer to mine. Her expression, along with her innocent and naive nature, sparked something within me. I pulled her closer and hugged her tightly. This was my little pet, and she was suffering inside. I would make sure to deal with Kaila to ensure she regretted ever being born. I couldn't help but kiss her lips; I could taste my food on her lips again as her stomach growled in hunger. "You are so hungry, huh?" I asked her, rubbing her hair. She lowered her head, nodding slightly in response. This innocent side of her made me want to do bad things to her. Making another meal would take too much time. I sent a message to David, giving him some instructions, and hung up. "Your food will be here soon," I announced to her, taking her into my arms. I then realized how petite my little girl was. She was so lightweight, with a cute face like that of a baby, her fair s
Iris' pov “Damon, Damon, you're here! Your guard had the guy treat me like trash. Look at this - he even hit on me. It hurts so bad that I can barely move. Damon, look at this!” Kaila began crying out as she saw me throwing a tantrum, spouting words like a child. I signaled for James to call the rest of the guards. Just as he left, Kaila tried to remove her hand from the lock. "Damon's hand is stuck, your guard had the guy cling my hands to this thing," Damon, come and get me, she said, struggling with the lock. I sat down, watching Kaila struggle as memories of Iris' weak expression popped out in my head, having just finished a cigarette. I knocked out the butt ashes and let the rest part with me. I stared at Kaila with bloodshot eyes. "I never make any of my playthings feel special, but this coward, whom I've fucked several times, had the guy touch what's mine." Just then, the set of guards arrived. There were only
Iris’ Pov I didn’t know what happened, but I knew I couldn’t hold myself back from satisfying myself as long as I wanted it.I leaned in, kissing her hard; my impulse didn’t want to let go. It kept driving me, and Iris’s lips were too inviting as I kept going, further, slipping my tongue into her mouth.She was awake, of course. The sudden kiss had jolted her. She tried to struggle at first but stopped immediately when she realized it was me.I took her into my mouth, kissing her hard to the point where she struggled to breathe. Letting her take a breath, I let her be but my gaze didn't leaves.After she took a deep breath, I came in again. Her lips were addictive ;way more than alcohol or cigarettes. I just wanted to taste this forever. I just wanted to stay lost in these strawberry-soft lips and warm tongue.My chest felt a little stumped. it felt good. The girl was mine, and what’s mine can’t belong to anyone else. I held onto her waist, pulling her back to lean on the chair so I
Iris’ pov I was indeed embarrassed. I had continuously taken the pills the maid gave me when I first arrived. I could still remember her words and expression; stern and firm:“After every time with Damon, drink this. He doesn’t want an heir.” I had thought after all those pills, I wouldn’t have a period as well. Now, Damon calls me filthy. I know I am. I even dirtied his couch. I let him see me like that.I only hope he doesn’t really feed me to the wild animals like he said;because I’m filthy now. I couldn’t help but clutch my belly. It hurt so much.If I stood up to clean myself, I would dirty the house, and I didn’t have anything to hold it up.I couldn’t even tell Damon. It was all my problem. I couldn’t help but cry even more.I was helpless. A helpless being. My stomach hurt so badly. I clutched my hands tight as beads of cold sweat began to roll down my forehead. My back suddenly fe
Iris’ pov “Boss, there’s something you need to check out,” David said from the other end. “I’ll be there,” I replied, ganging up as I stood. Grabbing my trench coat, my gaze suddenly landed on the little woman; dressed in a tiny shirt and a white fitted top. Her hair was tied up into a ponytail, and her big ocean eyes were staring straight at me. Her ears were pink, like always. Her legs;fair and slender;matched the tiny waist that was on full display. She looked like a miniature hourglass. Her breasts weren’t just big;they were the kind that bloomed naturally, soft against my hands. Her waist curved down to those little hips. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t look away. I always ended up drooling over that body. There were numerous women I had been with, but none as unique as my little pet. None had lulled me like Iris did. She was crying again. I hadn’t even bullied her this time;she just se
Damon’s POV>>>Readers, read at your own risk>>>>“Arghh… Damon, please…” Iris moaned, her voice cracking as I sucked on her bubs.I kissed along her soft, smooth skin, the taste of her sending a jolt through me.I clutched her narrow waist, my fingers tightening slightly as I massaged it. My lips trailed lower, each kiss drawing a shiver down her spine until I reached her nerves… then further down to her pale, milky clit, already trembling.Her legs spread willingly. Her body tensed as I inserted a finger, rubbing and rolling it over her little peach-wet holes.“Mmm… Damon… please…” she moaned louder now, each thrust of my finger pulling a cry from her lips. I wanted to ruin her softly, then break her open completely.She’d left me starved too long. I held my throbbing erection, letting my fingers rotate on her wet, aching pussy.“Arghhh!” she cried out, voice raw, pleasure beading across her forehead. She shut her eyes, screaming for each thrust of my fingers.“Scream my name, love,
Iris’s povSoaking my tied body in the warm water, I felt my fatigue begin to dissipate. A rare calmness settled over me,more peaceful than I had felt in a long time. A strange sense of relief washed through me."Here, have it. You won’t die on me, not after what you’ve pulled," Damon’s words echoed in my head. He had said that, but his eyes… his eyes had said something entirely different. He was probably searching for a reason,an excuse,to be gentle.I sank my body deeper into the bathtub filled with warm water. I felt so at peace, shutting my eyes and letting the warmth take over my numb limbs.“Dad!!”“Dad, please come pick me up.”“Dad, I don’t want to stay here alone.”“Iris.”“Iris!! Are you awake?”“Dad, I want to go back.”“Iris, wake up.”“ARGHH, Fuck, Iris! Damn shit,” Damon’s voice broke through the haze, laced with curse words and frustration.Struggling to open my eyes, I was met with Damon’s annoyed face.He pulled me out of the bathtub, and I leaned against his shoulde
Iris’s POVI watched Damon’s back, trying to match his pace. His grip on my hands was tight, his large palm clenching my wrists together.He didn’t say a word, but I could feel his anger through our clasped hands. With each step, his grip tightened. My eyes didn’t fail to notice his clenched jaw.Trying to keep up with him, my body felt weak. I was so hungry. My throat was dry, and my head felt heavy. The headache I thought had subsided yesterday was back again,worse. I felt dizzy and my vision seemed to be blurry.My legs were still jelly-like, threatening to give out. I couldn’t match Damon’s long strides.I stumbled on my steps, trying to regain my balance. Damon suddenly turned around, and I fell directly to the ground,my butt hitting hard."Ouch…" I cried out in pain, holding onto my sore backside."Even your legs seem to fail you, don't they?, if only they had failed you at the right time" Damon said coldly, leaning down and grabbing my chin. "You dare to ask for freedom? Freedo
Iris’s POVI sat down in the quiet, dark basement, staring hard at nowhere. Since it was dark, my vision seems blurred.“Damon!!!” I stood up, yelling and screaming at the top of my voice, hoping he would come back. He can't lock me up here. I’m a human, not an animal without emotions.“Damon, please let me out.” I cried out, tears falling as my heart pounded hard against my chest, nervousness gripping me.Banging hard on the metallic door, its echo sounded loudly in the quiet room. I hit it with all my might, but it was all in vain, no response, and my hands ached a lot.I suddenly felt a splitting headache and sat down on the floor, leaning my back against the door. Holding my breath and squeezing my fists, I tried not to make any more sound. Fear gripped me. I was scared of being alone here.I had just remembered when I was stuck in the rain Andrew had come to help me. Though he had become fierce all of a sudden, he didn’t change his kindness. It breaks my heart even more thinking
Damon’s povThe perfect body, perfect lips, and perfect boobs,I had finally found her, but in the most terrible way.I punched Zach so hard that I wanted to take out all his facial features, including his ability to see.Worst of all, Iris dared to try to protect him,those eyes I had missed were pouring out tears. Not for me. Not for when I bullied her. But for this hell of a motherfucker. With that thought, I punched him again, yanking Iris away from shielding him."Damon, let me go!" I heard Iris’s tearful voice from behind as I gestured for the other guards to hold her in place.I shot a death glare at her. How dare she shed those tears for Zach? With that, I kicked Zach hard in the groin, earning a loud growl from him."Damon, you monster!" Iris screamed again, sobbing my name through her tears,those damn tears.The deep squeezed i felt in my chest intensified even more, knowing that my pet wasn't crying because of me. Those tears weren’t mine,they were for the motherfucker, my da
Damon’s POV It’s been two damn weeks since I last saw my pet, Iris. I had drowned myself in work, starved myself countless times, and taken endless cold showers to ease the burning need , but hell, nothing was working. Maybe I had given her too much freedom yesterday. She dared to run away. But what she didn’t realize was that I hadn’t forgotten one thing this time , the damn tracking device. I had searched the city top to bottom for her. Leaning back lazily in my chair, I lit a cigarette and strolled out to the balcony, my gaze fixed on the streets below , the glowing lamps, the passing cars, the towering buildings. I couldn’t help but slam my palm against the glass in frustration. If I got my hands on Iris... I would rip her in two. How dare she leave my premises after I had bought her?She was mine.And what’s mine can never belong to anyone else. No matter how hard I
Iris’s POV I looked at Andrew, who had an even uglier expression on his face. "Why did I end up thinking I could use you as bait? You've been with me for a whole fucking two weeks, and that motherfucker hasn’t come for you," Andrew said angrily, hitting the steering wheel. It was late at night. The sky was dark, and there wasn’t a moon, but indeed there were clusters of cyst-like stars scattered across the sky. The side street lights radiated over the dark road, and the busy people around began to walk while others moved around on tricycles. This moment only reminded me of myself. I felt sticky and disgusting. My body was filled with my own gut feeling, and Andrew kept yelling things I didn't understand. After a few more rides, Andrew parked at a corner. "Get out," he ordered, his voice cold and commanding. I opened the car door and stepped out. Just as I pulled my legs out, I was suddenly pulled back by a hard gr
Iris’s POV"Iris, let's go home," Andrew said, pulling my hand."Hey, let go! I want to have fun with my friends," I protested, pulling my hand back."It's late, and you're drunk. It's not safe here," Andrew mentioned, attempting to pull my hand again, but I held them to myself."I would have to make sure they both get home safely, then yes, I would go," I said, gesturing a ‘no’ to Andrew."Oh my gosh, who's this handsome guy? Iris, not fair! You didn't tell us you had a boyfriend!" Ava yelled."No, no, no! He isn't my boyfriend, he is Andrew, a friend," I explained with dizzy eyes. I wasn’t drunk, but I knew the beer had a little impact on my sight and my head."No way! He is handsome. Hello!" Ava smiled, raising her hands lazily to Andrew.I couldn’t help but chuckle. Though I didn't know Andrew that much, I knew he wasn't the friendly type.I still wondered why he had helped me... me, that night.Turning to Andrew, I met with his face darkened."You are new here, Iris. You think yo
Iris’s pov "Iris, what exactly can you do? What the hell is this? Just a few plates you were carrying and now they're all over the restaurant! I'm going to deduct all this wastage from your salary!" My boss exclaimed. I stood frozen to the ground. I felt both a hot sensation on my skin and a deep ache forming in my chest, along with a pain in my head. Damn , my skin can get bruised, but why my salary? "Hey Iris, what the hell happened?" I heard Mia’s voice from behind me. I glanced at Scott; she had a smug smile on her lips. "Oh shit, come on in. I’ll clean it up while you clean yourself up." "Sure, thank you," I said as I turned toward the bathroom. I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I smiled slightly, trying to curb the anger in my chest. I felt like walking up to Scott and giving her what she deserved, but that would only make me lose my job. Looking at my dress, now stained with hotpot meal, I felt lost for a moment. What should I do? It was like the universe