All Chapters of His Vow of Fire: The Pleasure Collection: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The next morning, sunlight hit the tall glass building of Kane Enterprises like a spotlight. I pulled into the underground garage, my hands were tight on the steering wheel, and my mind was spinning with everything from last night:Damian’s hands on me, his body inside mine, and his lies echoing in my head.I wore a fitted blazer, silk blouse, and pencil skirt. Sunglasses covered my tired, red eyes. I wasn’t at Holt Industries anymore. This was Kane Enterprises. Holt was colder, more calculated; everyone there acted like they were part of some high-stakes chess game. Here felt different, not soft, just… less fake.Either way, I was done with Damian. Wesley gave me a chance, and I wasn’t about to waste it.As I walked through the lobby, I heard it.“She’s just another slut Damian used,” a woman with a brown ponytail whispered.“Thought she was special,” another said. “Now she’s clinging to Wesley Kane? Girl has skills, I’ll give her that.”I kept walking, my heels clicking, and my face

"Wesley!" The girl’s voice cut through the air like a siren.I flinched, covering my ears. Her tone was sharp enough to make me wince.She stood there in a plaid mini skirt and cropped blazer, decked out in designer everything: Gucci bag, diamond studs, the whole spoiled-rich-girl look. She was maybe seventeen.“The Kanes and Holts are already at war, and now you’re screwing Damian’s girlfriend? Are you stupid?” she snapped, her eyes were wide with rage. Her hands were on her hips and her glossy blonde hair was bouncing as she flared at us. “How are you going to explain this to Mom and Dad?”My stomach dropped.I leaned toward Wesley and whispered, “Is that your sister?”He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah. Chloe. She’s still in high school.”Turning to her, his voice was calm but firm. “Chloe, relax. You’ve got it wrong. Lila and Damian aren’t together anymore.”I stepped up beside him, trying to sound steady. “It’s true. Damian and I broke up. I’m not cheating on anyone.”

Two days after my chaotic first day at Kane Enterprises, I walked into the building again, with Wesley by my side. He insisted on picking me up. His arm was around my waist like it was no big deal, like people weren’t already whispering behind our backs. His touch held me together, but my chest was tight.The guilt still sat in my stomach; letting Damian fμ¢k me in his car, knowing everything that had happened. And then that message from Damian... How the hell did he know what happened in Wesley’s office? He hasn’t contacted me since. Word flying around on T*****r is: he’s in Canada for a quick trip. But once he’s back in L.A., I know the storm’s coming.I wore a fitted black skirt and a button down blue silk shirt. My sunglasses were hiding my tired eyes. I was trying to block out the stares.The employees didn’t even pretend not to gossip this time.“She’s really bold,” one woman muttered. “First Holt, now Kane?”Another scoffed. “She looks proud of it. Typical gold digger.”“You bet

After Wesley dropped me off, my mind wouldn’t stop spinning.Damian. That name still echoed in my chest like a curse… or a craving. How could I still feel something for him after everything he did? After what he took from me?“Do you want me to stay the night?” Wesley asked softly. “You look like you might need someone.”I shook my head, already slipping out of my heels and kicking them aside. I could feel him watching me as I walked toward the balcony. I leaned against the glass, looking out at the city lights... but I wasn’t really seeing them. My head was somewhere else.Vivian’s slap still stung my cheek, and I could already hear her running her mouth to anyone who would listen. Including Damian. God… what would he do when he found out?My body remembered him too well.That first night, when he took my virginity, he hadn’t held back. His hands, his mouth, his body… everywhere. I was sore for days, but still I wanted more. It was like he had rewired something inside me. My body woul

Damian led me down a quiet hallway into a private dining room. The door clicked shut behind us, and then locked. The sound made my stomach flip.Before I could say a word, he pushed me against the door and kissed me hard. I felt his tongue slid into my mouth and licked me clean as if he had been starving. I moaned into him, my hands grabbing his shirt. My body was already giving in despite the fear.He yanked my dress down, the sequins brushing my skin. And my bra was gone seconds later. His hands were rough and greedy, squeezing my breasts, his fingers teasing my nipples until I gasped. My pu$sy was already soaking and aching. I needed him more than I should.“Damian,” I breathed out, my voice was shaky.He spun me around, and bent me over the long table. The wood was cold against my skin. Then he shoved my dress up and ripped my panties off like they were nothing. I clutched the edge of the table, shaking, barely able to breathe as I felt his hard c0ck rubbing between my ass and pu$s