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Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER FIFTY THREE
Chapter Fifty-Three BEVERLY The quiet stillness of the university holiday period had finally arrived, stretching out across the estate like a long, peaceful breath. The relentless pressure of exam week was gone, replaced by crisp winter mornings and endless, unhurried afternoons spent reading by the fireplace or sketching on the veranda. Yet, as the break began to settle into a comfortable rhythm, a new academic requirement loomed on the horizon. Before I could step into my final year of university, my program mandated a mandatory three-month professional internship. I sat on the edge of the broad mahogany desk in Damian’s private study, a cup of green tea cooling in my hands while my laptop rested on my lap. The screen was filled with open tabs—career portals, corporate directories, and job application forms for various design, marketing, and corporate management firms across the city. I chewed my bottom lip, my brows furrowed as I scrolled through a endless list of corpora
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER FIFTY TWO
BEVERLY The quiet stillness of late autumn had fully settled over the estate, painting the surrounding forest in rich hues of burnt copper and deep crimson. Inside the mansion, however, time seemed to contract into a rigorous, unforgiving rhythm. Final exams had arrived. This examination period carried a heavy, thrilling weight that kept my nerves on a constant, razor-thin edge. Passing these papers meant closing out another full academic chapter; after this semester, only one single year remained before I would walk across the stage and complete my degree. The finish line of my academic journey was finally within sight, but the mountain of material standing between me and that final year felt staggering. Yet, unlike the previous semesters where I had huddled alone in my room, drowning in cold coffee and panic, I was no longer fighting the current by myself. Every evening during exam week followed a precise, comforting protocol established by the man who ruled my life. No
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER FIFTY ONE
BEVERLY Late morning light streamed through the expansive glass walls of Damian’s master suite, casting long, pale beams of gold across the dark silk sheets. When my eyes fluttered open, the sun was already high in the sky, heralding an unhurried, decadent silence that filled the quiet corners of the room. I stirred slowly, stretching my limbs beneath the heavy duvet, testing the state of my body after the intense, soul-shattering ordeal of the previous night. The fiery, agonizing stretch from his absolute possession had settled into a deep, humming ache—a quiet, constant pulse centered between my thighs that served as an exquisite physical reminder of everything we had surrendered to each other in that private suite. My skin was smooth, thoroughly hydrated from the lavender bath, and despite the exhaustion that had claimed me hours earlier, a profound sense of vitality coursed through my veins. I turned my head on the pillow and found Damian already awake, propped up against th
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER FIFTY
BEVERLY A quiet, rhythmic touch against my shoulder slowly pulled me out of the deep, dreamless void I had fallen into. I stirred with a long, breathless sigh, my heavy eyelids fluttering open. The private suite was still draped in warm shadows, the stone hearth casting a soft, flickering amber glow across the charcoal velvet duvet. For a second, my mind floated in a hazy, weightless twilight, feeling the deep, thrumming ache centered between my thighs—a constant, throb of absolute fulfillment that reminded me of everything that had just transpired on this mattress. Damian was leaning over me, his broad shoulders blocking out the dim light. He was wrapped in a thick, dark charcoal plush robe, his dark hair slightly rumpled, his sharp amber eyes watching me with a quiet, unyielding focus. "Time to wake up, little one," Damian rumbled softly, his deep, gravelly voice a soothing vibration against the quiet room. "You’ve slept for thirty minutes. Your body needs to be cared for
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER FORTY NINE
BEVERLY The resistance was absolute, a searing stretch that made the breath freeze in my throat. Damian didn't drive into me with reckless speed. He moved with a agonizing, precise deliberation, his heavy hips pressing forward millimeter by millimeter, filling me completely, expanding my slick walls until my entire nervous system flared into a single, blinding sensation of pure pressure. A high, breathless gasp tore from my lips, my fingernails digging into the firm muscles of his shoulders. "Breathe, Beverly," Damian rumbled close to my ear, his raspy voice a low, commanding anchor as his broad chest pressed flush against mine. He held himself still for a long, heavy heartbeat, letting my body adjust to the thick, unforgiving reality of his size inside me. "Master..." I choked out, tears of raw, overwhelming emotion spilling over my eyelashes, running down my temples onto the charcoal velvet pillow. "I have you," he murmured, his large hand cupping the side of my face,
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT
BEVERLY The private suite was a sanctuary carved out of shadow, silk, and heavy stone. It sat deep within the club's VIP wing, completely isolated from the ambient pulse of the lounge outside. A magnificent four-poster king bed draped in heavy charcoal velvet dominated the center of the room, illuminated only by the soft, amber glow of a stone hearth roaring quietly in the corner. The air was warm, rich with the scent of sandalwood, leather, and vanilla oil. Damian carried me past the threshold, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind us with a solid, definitive thud that sealed the rest of the world away. He didn't set me down on the mattress. He carried my trembling frame to the edge of the bed, standing me up on the plush carpet beside the mattress. My legs were so weak from thirty minutes of relentless edging on his lap that my knees instantly buckled, but Damian’s broad, calloused hands caught my waist, holding me firmly upright. "Eyes on me, Beverly," Damian rumbled,
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER FOUR
BEVERLY The remaining bite of my pancake suddenly tasted a lot like victory. I chewed slowly, my eyes locked on Damian as he finished the last of his coffee. The man drank it black, obviously. No sugar, no cream, just pure, bitter energy to fuel whatever dark empire he ran when he wasn’t busy lur
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER THREE
BEVERLY I woke up entangled in my duvet with no idea about how and when I actually fell asleep. There is no need for me to actually hide out in my room. He must have definitely disappeared again ,just as usual. Getting off my warm and extremely comfortable bed,I went into the bathroom to shower
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER TWO
BEVERLY I recognised his voice from the numerous calls and late night chatting over the phone. I finally saw him, my crush,the man who has been taking care of me in place of my father. The kiss flashed through my mind again. That was the first time I ever got turned on from a kiss. God.
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER ONE
BEVERLY Having a crush on an older, more capable man had completely ruined dating for me. No guy my age ever measured up. Not when I knew what it felt like to be cared for by someone who remembered every little thing about me. Someone who listened when I spoke. Someone whose voice alone cou
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