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I know you wanted that son of a bitch to fucked you tonight, but here I am in his position, giving you the best sex experience you have ever imagined. "He said, biting his lower lip." "Yes, Sir," I love being fucked this way, please don't stop. "Ahhhh... yeah Sir... harder please... ohooo I'm loving it. Feeling absolutely embarrassed but I have to say it anyway since it wasn't my doing. "Sir is about to cum please don't stop," I said arching my back even more to him. Don't you dare cum now, you slut. Let's cum together. I heard him say in an angry tone which I have never heard from him, though I haven't known him for that long. "Ok! I managed to say." He grabbed my throat and placed his lips on mine, he kissed me dirty. He was kissing me and fucking at the same time. Yeah, get ready, I'm also about to cum, are you ready! Yeah Sir I'm Ohhhhhh.... And I felt a hot cum inside me that made me feel dizzy. He screamed all over the room as he cummed. We stayed tangled,

Ever since what happened between Damian and me, I haven't been myself. It's been a whole week now, and I haven't even gone back to the bar. I just couldn't. Every time I thought about that night, something inside me twisted painfully, and the guilt wouldn't leave no matter how hard I tried to push it away. Amaya noticed, of course. She always did. She had asked me more than once what was wrong, but each time, I told her everything was fine and that I was feeling a little unwell. I hated lying to her; I never lied to Amaya. But this time, I had to. There was no way I could tell her what really happened between Damian and me. It was Saturday morning. I had just finished giving Mom her medicine, and the three of us were sitting together in the living room. Since it was the weekend, Amaya didn't have school, and the air in the house felt lighter for once. We talked about random things that had nothing to do with pain, bills, or the hospital. For the first time in days, I almost felt no

After I finished eating breakfast, I turned to Amaya. "Do you still have his card with you? The one you used to call him the last time?" She nodded, and I gestured toward her room. "Go and bring it, please." Amaya disappeared inside, and within moments, she returned holding the card carefully in her hand. "Look at you," I teased, arching a brow. "You're keeping it so precious, as if it's something important to you." "Yes, it is," she shot back with a small smile. "See? Now you even want to make use of it." I ignored her comment and took the card. Copying Damian's number into my phone, I hesitated for a brief second before pressing the call button. The line rang a few times. I was about to end the call when he finally picked up. There was silence, an awkward, heavy silence that neither of us seemed ready to break. "Good morning, sir," I greeted softly at last. "Morning," he replied curtly, his tone unreadable. "It's Kayla," I said, my voice a little uncertain. "I know," he a

His plan was to pull Damian Cole down into the mud, he wanted him to fall. Trying to take everything he wants to have would hurt him more. He knows that the so cool lady would definitely accept his fucking offer, so all he needs to do now is aim for Damian's daughter with her assistant. Seth laughs out loud, imagining what Damian Cole's life would be like after everything that would happen. He hates the fact that people love him. Damian always gets the highest vote in everything. Seth covered the frown on his face with a smile when he saw Kayla approaching. He wonders why Madam Rose is not with her. Well... she looks sumptuously sexy and he's gonna have her tonight at any cost. "Someone is coming to sit on this chair," Seth said, pointing to the chair opposite him. One of his bodyguards quickly wiped it clean. Kayla walks past his table without even sparing him a glance. What.! He turned to confirm if she was truly walking out of the bar. What the fuck! He cursed s

I had to do everything now for Emily's sake. "Everything." Even if it meant sharing the same roof with that lady. The very woman who had broken her promise to me. I swallowed my pride and my anger, all because Emily liked her because my daughter had grown attached to her. That morning, I was getting ready to leave for the hospital when my phone rang. I glanced at the screen at an unknown number. I picked it up but said nothing. That's how I usually handled unknown calls: silently, patiently, and waiting. "Then I heard her voice." "Hello... good morning." The sound of it was enough for my heartbeat to pause for a second. It was Kayla. She said she had decided to accept the offer. For a brief moment, I felt relief wash over me but just as quickly, it turned to resentment. I could never forget what she did. I could never forget how she broke the promise she made to me that night. Every time I saw her, I was reminded of it. I forced my voice to sound calm. "Alright. Get ready.