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I was shocked to learn that the person who'd grabbed me and locked me up in a dark room to have a little hot session with me was none other than Damon.

The guy I had been running into lately. It seemed as though he surely going to be in my life for a long time now.

I loved his touch, I loved his kisses and I wished we'd do it again and never stop because I was finding him too attractive.

What shocked the shit out of me was learning that my own biological father was actually selling me off to Kelvin Brown.Its like there was actually a price tag over my head.

I was really mad. I felt like punching someone. I had known my father to be a selfish person but now he was being a total jerk. Excuse the language but I can't help it.

Learning Damon was actually my stepmom's stepson was just completely coincidental. I couldn't believe I had just kissed my stepbro. But a part of me was disappointed. I loved his kisses. I wanted to have more. How was I supposed to have more when his stepmom decided to marry my dad. Now I needed clarity.

As I was busy fighting with my imaginations, someone barged into the party. Seeing him completely changed my mood.

I went from being hot to being cold in an instant. I actually wanted to throw the glass at him but my sixth sense stopped me.

"Alyssa what's wrong with you?"

"You're the problem Kelvin. Your lies, your games, I am tired completely tired . I have had enough of it. You know what it's over."

I hated attention and now it was like I had applied for it. Everyone at the party had their eyes on me. I was now being tainted the absurd girlfriend. I didn't care. As long as I broken up with this lunatic.

"And as for you, I don't ever want anything to do with you in my life. You left when I still needed you the most and now, you think selling me off to this player will do? Just for your own benefits? I am leaving and don't ever contact me again!"

I concluded as I left. I was just tired, tired of people thinking they can do whatever they want to me in my life.

I tried dialing for a cab but my phone had no reception. Darn it. So I was just going to walk.

I walked down the road hoping for a car to just pullover besides me. I hugged my body with my arms as I felt the night breeze hit the bare parts of my shoulders.

Then a car I don't know whose, flashed it's lights in the road and I surely hoped it was someone who could give me a ride. I also hoped it wasn't Kelvin or my father.

The car pulled over right next to me and I stopped to see who it was.

"Get in."

It was Damon. Part of me was happy it was him.

"I'll be fine."

"Don't be rude. Just get in the car. I will drop you off. Where do you expect to get a ride around here. Besides you're cold and you're also struggling to walk in those high heels you're wearing."

I bit the insides of my cheek, hating that he was right. I wasn't so good with heels, I just had to swallow my pride and let him drive me.

I got into the passengers seat next to him and gave him my address. I curled up in the corner of my seat and looked outside. I just sat there hoping he doesn't say anything either.

I was woken up by someone tapping my shoulders. I was a little confused as to how I ended up sleeping in a car, then I remembered the events of the night. Damon had ended up being my saviour.

"Lemme help you out."

"No need I'm fine."

There was no need for him to act so generous. He'd helped already.

"Lemme walk you in."

"No it's alright. Thanks for the ride. I just wanna be alone."

Besides my protests, he still walked behind me to the house. Even got himself in and found himself somewhere to seat. How arrogant.

"How is Jessica related to you?"

I finally asked after a long moment of him scrutinizing my place. Not caring if he liked it or not.

"My dad. They'd been married. Unfortunately my dad died when I was still very young. When I was still in high school. She took care of me. Like I was his son. Raised me to be the man I am today."

"What about your mom?"

I asked as I handed him a up of coffee and settling myself next to him on the couch.

"Had left when I was fifteen. She was drug dealer. Had been involved with the police for too long and decided to vanish."

I wasn't expecting that. Yet when he said it, he was so calm. Like he'd learnt to live with it his whole life. But deep down I know it affected him.

"I am so..."

"Why do you live all alone in such a big house?"

Already the topic was changed. I guess he didn't want to talk about it anymore. But I was glad he'd told me. It means he trusted me well enough.

"It's a family house. My mom and I with Lawrence, we once used to stay together as a happy family until my dad met aunt Jess."

He raised his eyebrow in anticipation. Like he wasn't also expecting that.

"Where's she now?"

"Passed on a few years ago."

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine."

We stayed in silence for an uncountable amount of time. I tried to think of what he was thinking but I couldn't read his expression. He was just quiet and I found that undeniably attractive.

The silence wasn't uncomfortable but just that we were trying to navigate through getting to each other. There was a reason for us bumping into each other some days ago. Now he was sitting next to me holding my cup. I wished he could look at me. I wanted so much to stare deep in his dark eyes and maybe kiss those lips again.

As if he could read my mind he quickly turned to look at me.

"Thank you for the coffee. I really have to go."

He stood up to leave and a part of me wished he could stay. His presence tonight had made some impact on me. This space no longer felt heavy for me. It doesn't feel melancholy with such dominant presence in it.

I led him to the door and I felt him following slowly behind me.

"Thanks again for....for the ride."

I said hugging my hands around my body. He walked up to me. His big appearance and dominance feeling up the space. I felt small in compared to him.

He didn't touch me but we were so close. I could feel his warm breath. I could smell his beautiful cologne. We just stared at each other like that. Then it hit me. The dark room at my dad's place.

His kisses his touch. I felt my body heating up over and over again. My core was now hurting with desire and my heart, couldn't help but pound in my chest ..... I leaned in closer to him. Wishing he could just claim my lips but no .....he pushed away.

I blinked so hard at his action.

"Goodnight."

He whispered in my ear. Fuck......And he left.

God what's happening to me