เข้าสู่ระบบ*Two Hours Later*Aria woke for the second time that morning feeling like she'd been hit by a truck. Every muscle ached. Between her thighs was on fire with a soreness that was both painful and deeply satisfying. She could feel Damien's mark everywhere.....inside her body, on her skin, in the very marrow of her bones.She tried to move and immediately regretted it."Careful," Damien's voice came from beside her. He was already awake, already dressed in casual clothes....jeans and a fitted t-shirt that highlighted every muscle. "You're going to be sore for a while.""You think?" she managed, her voice hoarse from screaming.His smile was completely unrepentant. "I did warn you. Multiple times. You're the one who decided to tempt me.""I'm regretting that decision.""Liar. You loved every second of it." He moved to the bed, sitting on the edge. "But I do need to take care of you now. Can you sit up?"With his help, she managed to get upright, though every movement made her wince."Bath,
He set a punishing pace immediately, no warm-up, no gentle buildup. Just hard, deep strokes that had her crying out with each thrust."Is this what you wanted?" he demanded, gripping her hips and pulling her back to meet his own thrusts...his grip hard enough to leave bruises. "Is this what you were asking for when you tempted me?""Yes....oh god....yes....Damien....""Good. Because I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name. Until the only word you know is mine. Until you understand what it means to be owned by me."He fucked her relentlessly, each thrust driving her forward on the bed, the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. He could see her pussy getting redder, more swollen, but she was still taking him, still pushing back to meet his thrusts, still desperate for more."Touch yourself," he commanded. "Make yourself come on my cock. Show me you've learned your lesson."Her hand moved between her thighs, and he felt her walls flutter aroun
Aria woke slowly, awareness returning in stages. First, the unfamiliar soreness between her thighs.....a delicious ache that reminded her of everything Damien had done to her last night. Then the warmth of sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. And finally, the weight of someone's gaze on her.She opened her eyes to find Damien propped up on one elbow beside her, watching her with an intensity that made her breath catch."Good morning," he said softly, his voice still rough with sleep."How long have you been watching me?" she asked, stretching languidly. The movement made her acutely aware of every sore muscle, every tender spot where his hands had gripped, his mouth had marked, his body had claimed."Long enough to memorize the way you look when you sleep. Peaceful and vulnerable" His hand moved to trace the curve of her hip over the sheet. "How are you feeling? After last night?"The question was deceptively casual, but she could see the concern in his eyes. Last
The moment they were in the master suite, Damien kicked the door closed and carried Aria straight to the bed. But he didn't lay her down gently. Instead, he set her on her feet and started undressing her properly.The shirt was already gone, discarded in his study. He unzipped her skirt, let it pool at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her heels."Keep those on," he said, his eyes traveling over her naked body. "I want to fuck you in nothing but those heels."He watched her swallow hard, saw the way her pupils dilated, the way her breathing quickened.Three weeks. Three weeks of her living here part-time, of stolen moments between meetings, of quick encounters that never fully satisfied the hunger that consumed him.But now? Now she was here permanently. Now he had all night. Had every night. Had forever to explore every fantasy, every dark desire, every way he wanted to claim her."On the bed," he commanded. "On your back. Legs spread. Show me what's mine."She obeyed, climbing on
"How was your mother? She's okay with you moving in permanently?""She's happy for me. Excited, actually. Though she did demand you come to Sunday dinner so she can properly interrogate you."His lips curved. "I look forward to it. And you? Are you happy with how things have been lately? With us?""I'm....." Her breath caught as his hand moved from her neck to the front of her shirt, fingers already working the buttons. "Damien, what are you....""Answer my question," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers as he slipped the first button free. Then the second. "Are you happy, Aria?""Yes," she managed, watching his fingers work methodically down her shirt. "I'm happy.""Good." The last button came free, and he pushed the fabric off her shoulders, letting it pool at her elbows. His hand moved behind her, finding her bra clasp with practiced ease. "Because I plan to keep you that way. Happy. Satisfied. So thoroughly fucked that you can't imagine being anywhere else."The bra came undon
ARIA'S POVAria stood in her mother's small apartment, surrounded by boxes and memories and the overwhelming reality of the change she was about to make.Moving in with Damien. Officially. Permanently."You're sure about this?" Mei Chen asked Aria, her hands carefully folding Aria's clothes into a suitcase. "It's very fast. You've only been back together a short time.""I'm sure, Mama. "I love him. And he loves me. And I want to build a life with him.""But moving into his home....the estate....it's so big. So different from here." Mei gestured around the cramped apartment that had been their home for twenty years. "You'll be living in a different world.""I know. But it's not just his world anymore. It's ours. He wants me there. Wants me to make it home."Mei was quiet for a moment, her hands stilling on the clothes. "He's good to you? Treats you well?""He's everything, Mama. He's demanding and intense and sometimes overwhelming. But he's also kind and protective and he sees me. Rea
The foyer alone was larger than Aria's entire apartment. Marble floors polished to a mirror shine. A sweeping staircase that curved upward. Art on the walls that she recognized originals, worth millions. The faint scent of expensive cologne and fresh flowers.This was a different world. A world of
Aria's apartment was a small studio in the cheaper part of town where sirens were a nightly lullaby and the neighbors' arguments bled through thin walls.But it was hers, and more importantly, it housed everything she needed for her various identities.Three computer monitors sat on a desk cobbled
Three Weeks Earlier...The fluorescent lights of St. Mary's Hospital flickered overhead, casting sickly shadows across the worn linoleum floor. Aria Chen sat in the waiting room, her leg bouncing with nervous energy as she watched the second hand on the wall clock tick forward with agonizing slowne
The kitchen was supposed to be empty.Aria's hands trembled as she reached for the flour on the top shelf of the storage pantry, her mind racing through the list of tasks Mrs. Chen had assigned her that evening. The rest of the staff had retired to their quarters an hour ago. The massive Blackwood







