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CHAPTER SIX
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2026-06-09 12:55:01
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Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
BEVERLY At precisely eight-fifty-five, I washed the last trace of turpentine from my hands, dried my face, and stood before the hidden panel in my walk-in closet. My heart played its familiar, frantic cadence against my ribs. I adjusted the hem of my thin grey silk camisole, making sure the dark leather collar around my throat was fully visible, the silver D pendant gleaming beneath the warm closet lights. I took a deep, grounding breath, pressed the brass button behind the winter coats, and stepped into the dim, amber-lit corridor as the wood panel sealed shut behind me. My bare feet moved silently over the cool carpet. When I reached the end of the passage, I pressed the hidden knot in the bookshelf. The panel glided open, and I stepped into Damian's private study. The room was quiet, bathed in the dancing orange light of the roaring fireplace. Damian was sitting behind his massive mahogany desk, his dark charcoal dress shirt unbuttoned at the collar, his sleeves rolled up to h
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
BEVERLYThe drive back to the estate was surprisingly tranquil.For the first time in days, my hands didn't tremble against the leather steering wheel. The suffocating, high-wire tension that had dominated my every waking thought since signing the contract had eased into a steady, grounded rhythm. Talking with Julian on the terrace had been a pleasant, unexpected breath of fresh air.After our initial conversation about his software assignment and my drawings, we had fallen into an remarkably easy, unforced dialogue. We talked about small things—our favorite quiet spots on campus, the terrible coffee at a popular kiosk, and the absurdity of early morning lectures. By the time my afternoon class approached, we had exchanged numbers with a casual promise to grab a coffee sometime during our shared break during the week. It felt nice. It felt normal. It was a small, healthy window into the world of a regular university student, completely detached from the intense, dark gravity of the Va
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
BEVERLYTuesday morning arrived with a quiet, heavy stillness that felt starkly different from the chaotic energy of the previous day.When I dressed for campus, Damian gave me no instructions. There was no order to leave my underwear behind, no strict demand about where to sit in my lecture halls, and no mention of timed photographs. In fact, when I saw him briefly in the grand foyer before he left for his corporate headquarters, he had simply offered a calm, measured nod of approval, his dark eyes lingering on the high neckline of my sweater where the collar lay hidden, before he vanished into his executive sedan.Yet, as I drove my car toward the university, the complete absence of a explicit command did not make me feel free. If anything, it made the invisible leash around my neck feel tighter.The vivid, burning memories of the previous evening kept playing on an endless loop in my mind. The hard surface of his mahogany desk, the firm grip of his hands on my hips, the excruciatin
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
BEVERLYThe room fell into an absolute, breathless silence. The only sound left in the universe was the quiet crackle of the fireplace behind us and the ragged, shallow pattern of my own breathing.His large, calloused hands remained anchored firmly to my hips. The heat radiating off his palms soaked directly through the thin fabric of my lace shorts, soothing the dull, throbbing ache that had lingered on my skin since the previous night's spanking. After an entire day of excruciating psychological tension, running through crowded university halls without underwear, sending him those scandalous photos, and being forced to freeze right at the razor-thin precipice of release, his solid physical presence behind me felt like an absolute lifeline.I kept my hands flat against the cool, dark mahogany of his desk, my knuckles white as I waited."Look straight ahead, Beverly," Damian commanded softly, his deep voice carrying a gravelly, low vibration that seemed to travel directly down my sp
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
BEVERLYThe drive back to the estate was a slow, agonizing descent into madness.Every red light was a test of my sanity. Every turn of the steering wheel caused my short turtleneck dress to shift against the leather seat, sending a sharp, electric jolt of unfulfilled electricity straight through my lower abdomen. The oversensitivity was unbearable. I could feel the cold heavy weight of the silver *D* pendant resting against my collarbone, pressing firmly into my skin under the high collar of my dress, reminding me with every beat of my pulse who owned the ache raging inside me.By the time I pulled my sedan into the cavernous garage, my hands were shaking so violently I could barely turn off the ignition.I stepped out of the car, practically leaning against the door for support as my bare legs threatened to give out. The air inside the garage was cool, brushing against my exposed thighs under the short hemline. I hurried through the side entrance, bypassing the main living areas ent
Sweet Little Temptation CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
BEVERLY The heavy wooden door of the main floor restroom swung shut behind me, cutting off the loud, chaotic echo of the students spilling out of the lecture halls. I didn't stop to breathe. My bare feet moved as fast as my heels would allow across the damp, polished tiles. I bypassed the row of porcelain sinks and headed straight for the very last stall in the back corner of the room. I stepped inside, slammed the stall door shut, and threw the metal deadbolt into place with a sharp, echoing clink. My heart was hammering so violently against my ribs I thought my chest might physically rupture. My hands were shaking, slick with cold sweat as I raised my phone, navigated to Damian's contact, and hit the video call button. It rang once. Twice. The screen flickered to life. Damian’s broad, imposing face filled the display. He was sitting in his high-backed leather chair in his glass executive suite downtown, completely immaculate in his three-piece navy suit. His dark eyes locked o
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
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
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