บททั้งหมดของ THE NIGHT HE WANTED ME : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

DELILAH“I am here for Elena,” he snapped, his laughter gone, replaced with irritation. “Elena told me it would make her dad feel good if I were to be here, since I’m a Salvatore and all. I have never come to this house because of you, Delilah. Stop being stupid.”The words hit harder than I expected. I looked away, blinking fast. My throat felt tight, my chest heavy.Suddenly, I didn’t even feel like eating anymore. I stood up, my chair scraping loudly against the floor. “Thanks for making me lose my appetite,” I snapped.I turned to walk out, but his voice followed me, sharp and cutting.“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” Damien barked.I froze, turned slowly toward him, anger boiling hot in my veins.“What the hell do you want from me?” I shot back.Damien didn’t flinch at my words. If anything, my outburst seemed to amuse him more. He stood up slowly, deliberately, pushing his chair back with a loud scrape that echoed through the dining room.“What do I want from you?” h

DELILAHShe took a step closer, smirking, her voice turning smug.“Do you really think he would miss a blowjob from me so he could dooo.... what with you? Do you think he would risk anything with you, knowing I was on my way downstairs? Oh, girl, please. You’re an embarrassment to the Blackwater name, and to me. I mean, I'll have to talk to Mom about this. She has to know about this. Not only did you push Dad away, but now you’re trying to push Damien away from me. You’re not only a bad omen…”She smiled, almost enjoying it now, then delivered the final blow:“You’re worse.”Something in me snapped completely.“Take that back.”Her eyebrows shot up. “Take what back? I’m not taking anything back.”“Take that back right now, Elena!” I shouted, stepping toward her. “Mom is not here, so the two of you can gang up on me. Take. It. Back!”My voice was shaking, my whole body trembling, but for the first time, I wasn’t the one backing away. Elena blinked at me, surprised for half a second, th

DELILAH“Look, Delilah,” My mother said, her tone clipped with authority, “I am the parent, okay? And you are the child. You listen to me, and you do whatever I say because I’m responsible for you, and I take care of you. I give you everything you ever wanted. Do you understand me? Now, like I said, I’m going to go to school today after I visit Elena at the hospital, and everything is going to be done through the internet. You won’t even need to see Elena, so she can give you schoolwork anymore. I just hope we can work together on this.”“Then why don’t you just transfer me?” I challenged, my heart pounding faster with every word. “If the issue is me being in the same school as Elena, fine....I’ll transfer. I can go to the public school, I don’t care. Since Elena isn’t there, I’ll probably even make friends there.”My mom looked at me with that face she wore whenever she wanted to act sympathetic, though her eyes gave her away.“Really, Delilah? A Blackwater in a public school? Can yo

DELILAH“Yes, but if you know she’s not here, I wonder what you’re doing here....” I stopped myself. “Wait… Did you say you know?”“Yes,” the man answered.He was throwing things on the bed, not even taking the time to look at me. It was almost like I wasn’t there, like he wasn’t interested in anything I had to say or even spare me a glance.“I know she’s not here. And to answer your question, I am here to prepare a surprise for her for when she gets out of the hospital later in the evening.”“They’re releasing her at the hospital?” I asked.“Yes,” he said simply.I stared at the bed. There, spread out neatly, were balloons and all these white ornaments, “Welcome Home” banners, and the kind of things people usually hang for someone returning. Boxes of chocolate were stacked beside them. I couldn’t take my eyes off the display. The balloons bobbed slightly, the ribbons brushing against the edge of the bed. The chocolates gleamed under the soft light, perfectly wrapped, almost mocking

DELILAHThat is my cue. That is my reward. I climb him then, wrapping my legs around his waist, returning the fire, the desperation, raking my nails down his neck and grabbing onto his hair. Now, he wants me again. This is where his rage ends and our madness begins.He puts me down then and then takes a few steps away from me, giving me a once-over. I start to worry he will tell me to leave again when he suddenly says,"Remove your clothes." It's a command. I turn away from him and start taking off my one-piece swimsuit. Suddenly, his hand wraps around my hair, and I scream as I’m yanked back so that I’m on my knees. My back presses against Damien’s taut chest, his harsh breaths filling my ears.For the first time since I walked in here, he’s not calm. Not steady. He’s far from controlled.“You want me to fuck you, Delilah?”"Yes, Damien..... Fuck me!"“Is that so?” he asks, while he’s still immobilizing my hair. I feel his right hand moving behind me, and I hear the unbuckling of