All Chapters of Damien's Willing Captive : Chapter 221 - Chapter 228

Damien’s POVWe pulled away from the hospital lights slow and steady, blending into traffic like we’d just been out for a drive. No rush. No lights. Just us guys. And silence.Andre handled the wheel smoothly even with the graze on his arm bandaged quickly from the first-aid kit.Jace leaned back beside me, still buzzing with adrenaline, blood crusted on his knuckles but grinning ear to ear. “You know what we need right now? Drinks. Strong ones. Private booth somewhere quiet. Celebrate this victory properly. Headlines are gonna explode tomorrow…‘Mysterious Hit-and-Run Claims Notorious Businessman’ or some shit. We earned a toast.”I stared out the window at the city blurring past, the weight finally sliding off my shoulders. For once, I didn’t argue. Didn’t snap that we should head straight home. I was bone-tired, wired, and yeah… I needed the drink.“Fine,” I said. “One drink. Maybe two and then we head back.”Jace whooped. “Hell yes! That’s the spirit!”Jaxon chuckled. “Never thoug

Damien's POV Today we were all gathered out front of the estate, the sun high and warm, suitcases piled into the shiny new Range Rover I’d had delivered for them. Ellie and Jaxon were finally moving into their own place.I couldn’t let them leave without the full big-brother treatment.I waited until Ellie was busy hugging Isabella and Agnes, then yanked Jaxon aside by the sleeve, dragging him a few steps toward the fountain.“Listen up,” I said, voice low and deadly serious, finger jabbing his chest. “Ellie is my little sister. If I ever…even once…see her cry because of something you did, or hear she’s sad, or even think she’s having a bad hair day that you didn’t fix immediately… I will hunt you down. I will bury you. I will make it look like an accident. You feel me?”Jaxon didn’t flinch, but his eyes widened a fraction. “Boss, I get it. I swear. I’m not gonna mess this up.”“Not good enough.” I stepped closer. “I mean it. You sneeze wrong in her direction, I’m there. You forget a

Damien’s POVThe air went dead silent after Isabella’s scream. Mark was sprawled on the concrete like a crumpled rag, blood pooled under his head, face swollen beyond recognition. He wasn’t moving. Not even a twitch.Isabella’s hands flew to her mouth again, but this time tears spilled over instantly. She stumbled forward, eyes locked on me like I was already in handcuffs. “Damien… oh God, I should’ve stopped you. Ellie told me to hold you back and I didn’t…I just froze. Now look what happened!” Her voice cracked, climbing higher with every word. “Are you going to jail? Are they gonna take you away? Am I never gonna see you again?” She was full-on sobbing now, shoulders shaking, reaching for me like I might vanish right there.I wanted to pull her into my arms, tell her it was okay, but the sight of Mark’s motionless body kept my feet glued to the ground.That’s when Agnes and Jace finally pushed through the small crowd.Agnes took one sweeping look…Mark on the ground, blood everywh

Damien’s POVExcept it wasn't just a tease.I wasn’t done with her yet…not even close. The way she trembled in my arms, soft and spent, only made me want to push her further, drown her in sensation until she couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but feel me everywhere.I carried her back to the St. Andrew’s cross, her body limp and trusting against my chest. This time I added the noise-canceling headphones…soft pads over her ears playing a low, throbbing bass track that vibrated through her bones, blocking out everything but the rhythm I set. Blindfold back on. Wrists and ankles secured again, but wider this time, stretching her fully open.I started with the pinwheel…cool metal points rolling slowly over her flushed skin, down her sides, across her breasts, between her thighs, light enough to prickle, sharp enough to make her gasp and arch. Goosebumps exploded everywhere I touched. Then the vibrator wand again, pressed hard against her while I drizzled ice-cold water in thin streams