CHAPTER 91: A MAN ON A MISSIONDAMIEN:I got back to my room after having that chat with my grandmother. Kim was already dressed. I quickly stepped into the bathroom, washed up and got dressed in a dark navy suit, tailored to precision. Crisp white shirt, buttoned all the way, no tie—my usual no-nonsense look.I put on my shoes and wrist watch, and grabbed my car keys.“Let's go, honey.”Kim nodded and led the way. It was a thirty minute drive to Carter Corp. We didn't talk much in the car. I had the urge to tell her that I planned on visiting her Dad today but decided against it.We took my private elevator to the top floor and parted ways after I gave her a quick kiss.I had a lot on my table and didn't check on my wife again.When I checked my wristwatch and saw it was already 12:57 p.m sharp, I rose to my feet.Lunch break.I sighed, shut down my laptop, and pushed back the leather chair behind my desk. My reflection glared back at me from the glossy surface of the now-dark scree
CHAPTER 90: GRANDMA'S ADVICE DAMIEN:I woke up early because I wanted to get to the office before 8:am. But first, I needed to see my grandmother. I put on a robe, stepped out of our room and headed to Grandma Evelyn's chambers.She was seated by the window in her reading chair, a soft breeze brushing against her lace curtains as she sipped her morning tea. The sun was barely up, casting long streaks of light across the carpet. I usually don't knock when entering her room. It was the same room I had shared with her during my childhood. I still felt very familiar with it. But today, I knocked.“Come in,” she responded immediately. I walked in as she set her teacup on the saucer.She turned to face me. “Damien, your shoulders are tense, and your eyes are shadowed. You look like you have the world on your shoulders, and if you don't loosen up a bit, it might crush you.”“Grandma,” I said quietly, closing the door behind me. “Good morning.”“Good morning, Damien. Sit down.” She patted t
CHAPTER 89: THEN SHOW ME KIMBERLY:His eyes darkened and his breath hitched when I kissed a path down from his neck to his collarbone, then further down to his nipples. He tilted his head back slightly, one hand braced on the bed behind him, the other still resting lightly on my thigh.I kissed both of his nipples and traced his abdomen with soft kisses, feeling the taut muscles shift beneath my mouth. He inhaled sharply, his hands gripping the sheets now.He looked down at me, eyes hooded but soft. I returned his gaze, my fingers trailing along the waistband of his jeans. He caught my wrist gently and pulled me back up to him.“Not yet, baby.”Our mouths met again, and this time he took the lead. I let him. His hands moved like a pro, touching every sensitive part of my body.Clothes slowly became a thing of the past, discarded piece by piece between kisses and gentle touches. He lowered his lips to my nipples and he began sucking gently. He suckled and licked from one nipple to an
CHAPTER 88: I WANT TO SHOW YOU WHAT MY HANDS CAN DOKIMBERLY:Damien’s arms slid gently around my waist from behind, pulling me back into his warmth. His chin rested on my shoulder, and he didn’t say anything for a moment.He didn’t need to.I closed my eyes and melted into him. “Did you really mean it when you said I was never meant to marry Roland?” I murmured, tracing circles on his chest.“Yeah, it's the truth. I was out of the country when that arrangement was done but Grandma Evelyn called to inform me about it. She had it all planned out. She knows Roland so well and knew he would mess things up somehow.“I couldn't believe my ears. I thought I was betrothed to Roland all along but never knew the plan was for me to marry Damien. And now, I can't help but wonder if grandma Evelyn had deliberately set Roland up with Tess.Sigh.Damien cupped my face. “What?” His voice was soft, low, and threaded with something protective. I reached up to touch his hand, our fingers interlocking s
CHAPTER 87: KIM WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE YOURS DAMIEN:As soon as I wrapped my arms around Kim, I felt the warmth of her body seaping into mine. She rested her head on my shoulder, inhaling my scent. Just then, someone began knocking at the door. She looked up at me.“Who could that be?”I sighed, annoyed that someone had the nerve to interrupt the quiet moment I so desperately needed. My jaw tightened. “I don’t know but I'm about to find out,” I responded, strengthening up to my feet.I walked to the door and opened it. Roland stood there, hands tucked into the pockets of his designer slacks, his expression unreadable but eyes tinged with something between frustration and guilt."What do you want?" I asked, flat and cold.He shifted his weight. "I just thought you should hear it from me—I'm not responsible for Faith’s pregnancy."I raised an eyebrow. "The DNA test will prove that.""I know," he said quickly. "But I don’t want things to escalate before then. I shouldn’t be forced to m
CHAPTER 86: CARTER FAMILY DRAMA DAMIEN:I took a slow, measured step forward, shielding Kim slightly behind me as I narrowed my gaze."Faith? What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, my voice low but sharp, cutting through the awkward silence like a blade.She didn’t say a word. Her eyes dropped, avoiding mine entirely. But the man beside her, dressed in a modest beige suit that screamed lower middle class, cleared his throat and stood."I’m her father," he said, his voice calm but firm. "I brought my daughter here because she is carrying a Carter child. Your brother, Roland, is responsible."A heavy silence fell over the room. I heard Kim gasp softly behind me. My jaw tensed.Roland stood abruptly, knocking his knee against the coffee table. "That’s a lie! I don’t even know this girl beyond office greetings. I never touched her."Faith’s eyes lifted to Roland now, her expression wounded but resolute. “You don’t know me? Really? Roland, you have been fucking me in the office toile