Leslie P.O.V.Immediately we got inside the suite. Dropping my clutch, before I could say a word, Damien grabs my arm and yanks me into his own part of his suite as if I'm weightless. He pushes me up against the wall and buries his tongue inside my mouth with great ferocity. The coat falls from my shoulders followed by the dinner gown and any bit of clothing. Allowing his hands to roam my body, exploring the dips and rises of my delicate curves. Reaching to my backside, he palms its roundness and slowly massages, matching the rhythm of our intertwined tongues. I feel the hardness of his middle, grinding into my belly button and I gasp against his lips. Damn, it hasn't even been that long since he had been inside me yet it felt like something was missing.Damien's hands slowly move up my bare back, over my shoulders and down to my aching breasts. I am ever so grateful when his fingers begin to flick and fondle my nipples through the tight fabric of my dress. I let a moan escape throu

Leslie's P.O.V.My ears were blaring!!Fuck!The bed was warm, but empty as I open my heavy eyelids. Disoriented and confused I frown at the noise blaring from my phone at my bedside. Suddenly everything about last night comes rushing back to me and that euphoria, amazing, heated feeling rush and glides through me. I gasp quietly, remembering the feel of his mouth and hands on me, or the way he’d felt sliding inside of me for the very first time. I moan, squeezing my thighs together and feeling the delicious soreness in my middle as I remembered how he’d claimed me, and how he’d put his cum so deep inside of me.I remembered everything we’d said, and slowly, my hands crept over my racing heart.I close my eyes, and tried to center myself in focusing, I still feel the heat growing inside. I could still feel the ghost of his caress on me, thinking about it, just sends a thrill and feeling of love and a soft glow creep over me and has my heart jumping and my whole body buzzing.I grin, b

Leslie P.O.V.Finding out you're about to be a mother and possibly a single mom at that is stressful and scary. Not to mention, have been fired from work, Assaulted and branded by the press . Now am currently being lectured by my parents. Morgan got real worried by my sudden recline in isolating almost everything and everyone so she called my parents.Damn that girl!She definitely invited my parents here to taunt me. Now am being lectured!When I mean being lectured, I mean in a freaky and abnormal way. Since finding out about my pregnancy, my depression and worries just seems to grow day after day.I hate to admit the fact but a part of me has been staring at my phone waiting for “YOU KNOW WHO” to call. I know it's foolish and maybe I should have gotten the message that I definitely don't belong in his world. I mean if he really does want anything to do with me he would have called right?The fear of rejection, betrayal and hurt has taken a claw and has scratched me in my heart. Ha

Leslie's P.O.V.6 weeks later.....It's been six weeks since Damien's proposal, six weeks since his offer. Six weeks since I've seen him. After his proposal he then travelled to visit his parents saying he had unfinished business he had to take care of. A part of me wondered why he had to stay away for so long just to take care of family business but then I decided not to overthink things and just focus on myself. We didn't speak much but he made sure he called at least once in while to check on me. Today is the first time I'll be going to get a proper check up from the doctor and Damien made it back just in time for the baby's appointment. We've agreed that the wedding will take place in a week and it's going to be short and simple with a few family and friends with trusted reporters to publish the right article without attracting the paparazzi.At two p.m. on the dot, I change into white strap top and skinny jeans with some flat black boots and grabbed my bag to go meet Damien by th

Damien's P.O.V.DAMIEN STUDIED LESLIE at breakfast and almost smiled.She looks half-asleep Which is one of the crimes he's guilty of because he had kept her awake half the night. A tinge of guilt infiltrated him as he notice the shadows below her eyes, the faint slump of her small shoulders. He was a demanding bastard and he knew it but every time he looked at her, he got hungry with desire all over again. It has never been like this before. Usually after several encounters with his mistresses he would have cooled off and on the way to the exit, but inexplicably Leslie kept him coming back for more. I brushed aside the magazine which I had yet to open. “Leslie?’ I murmur. “I want to show you something.’’She then blinked and set down her tea, rising slowly by dint of bracing her hands on the arms of the chair. I'm about to give her that tour of the palazzo as I had promised, which we couldn't get around to do the night before. She probably ached all over, I feel a sense of satisfa