MasukLiora Denverux POV I avoided Damien.I know, it was stupid. I couldn't face him because of last night, not because of Sandra walking in on us. It was both our fault for not remembering to lock the door.I didn't know what to say to him or how to talk to him without being awkward, after last night, so I thought the best thing to do was to avoid him, and he doesn't even seem awkward about it.What if he thought I wanted more than our current relationship, and decided he wanted the fake relationship to end?.I sighed. Everything I do is stupid. And for Sandra, I am not sure I am going to be able to face her at all.I mean she had been Damien's nanny since he was child. What if she told him I was too fat, she saw my body .But why am I scared of her telling Damien to break up with me, we aren't in a real relationship, it is a fake contractual relationship, and I am getting paid, but last night….My heart started to beat fast, I blushed remembering, I tapped my hand on my chest.“Calm dow
Damien Black POV Liora ignored me throughout breakfast, I could only stare at her in silence. She was mad that I didn't lock the door last night, which was partly my fault. No, it was all Sandra's fault, she loves messing with me since I was a kid. Sandra opened the curtains every time I slept in.“You should stop burning a hole into her head,” Sandra said, I looked up at her.“I already apologized…,” I said softly, Sandra smiled.“You didn't lock the door…,” Sandra said, giving him a disapproving look.“I was carried away, fuck!,” I cursed u dser my breath.“Language, young man,” Sandra scolded. I knew Liora was insecure about her body, and someone seeing her like that can cause a kind of trigger.I ran my hand through my hair. “What should I do?,” I asked.I am trying to win her and trust me not to make her hate me, or avoid me.Damn, Damien.Things were getting better now but I fucked up.“ You just need to tell her how sorry you are, and maybe how distracted you are…,” Sandra
Liora Devereux POVI am kissing Damien Black!.I wrapped my arms around his neck, his other hand held my waist like I was fragile, his thumb stoking neck, and his tongue demanding more.I gave him more access, I melted again as his tongue explored, I didn't notice I was already on the island, Daimen between my thighs. He bit my lower lip, I opened my eyes, met him, we both out of breath, we kissed like we have starved for each other.No, he kissed me like he had been starving, he pressed his forehead against mine, his breath fanning my face.I didn't pull away shyly this time, I wanted more, I want to feel his hand on my body, I want him.His eyes darkened, as I licked my lip. It held desire, lust and something else.Love?.I doubt that, we are both adults and it is undeniable that we want each other. “Liora…,” he called, we were still leaning against each other, the dress I was wearing had already risen leaving my thigh bare.“Yes,” “The call ended,” he said, and he pulled away.
Liora Devereux POV“Can I kiss you?,”I blinked confused, “What?,”.“Sorry…I don't mind me, pretend you don't hear me,” Damien said.“Oh…,” “We should have breakfast,” I said looking away.Did he just ask me if he could kiss me?.Did he like me?We had sex, once…does that mean he likes me now or he just wanted sex?.The whole breakfast was silent and awkward, we kept stealing glances at each other, looking away when our eyes met.Damien offered to clean up, and I went up stairs. He should have left by the time I went down.I know I will keep replaying the question in my head. —“It is nice finally meeting you, Liora,” Evalina Hart said, sitting across from me, a small smile on her face. “Pleasure meeting you too, Miss Hart,”“Please call me, Evalina,” She smiled. I nodded. This woman is said to be strict, she has mostly rejected painters, and most successful painters had their paintings displayed in her gallery.“So I saw your paintings and they are beautiful, so I would like us t
Damien Black POV “We aren't asking much from you…,” “Enough!,” My grandmother slammed her hands on the table.“We have a guest with us, and I expect us to act well mannered, you don't want it to scare her off,” Grandmother ordered.Liora reached for my hand and helped it. I looked down at our joined hands, my eyes fell on her but she didn't turn to look at me.A small smile appears in the corner of my lips. The table went silent, Liora held my hands throughout the dinner.After dinner, I left Liora with my mother, went straight to my father's office. “Liora and I will be leaving,” I said, stopping at the door.He gave a nod, “Good night, son,” “Night,”’I turned to leave before the words stopped me. “I like Liora,” I turned to him. “You do?,” I asked.He nodded. “You are happier with her,” he said, our eyes met.“Have you told her yet?,” he asked. I frowned, confused.“Told her what?,”“How you really feel…” “No,” “Okay, have good night,” “You aren't going to persuade me to
Liora Devereux POV“Are you Morina Denverux's daughter?,” Leah asked.I thought the Black family won't like a woman like me, for their son. I didn't expect them to be this nice and welcoming, I mean I am not the ideal girlfriend for many people. I wonder if Damien like my type I smiled. “Yes,” I answered softly. Damien's father had this blank expression on his face. I can't tell if he likes me or not.“Oh my goodness, I love your mother and her paintings. I have her first collection, the second, but her last…. before she died, oh God….,” Leah paused.“I talk too much, when I am flustered. I am so sorry for your loss, I tried my best to meet you but your father said you were fine and don't want to meet people…,” Leah said pulling me into a hug. I frown I don't know this woman before I met her. “You and Damien met, too. I was sure he had…,” Leah said, before Damien cut her off.“Mother…,” he called out to her. She smiled, pulled away. I never met Damien before that night,I looked ove







