All Chapters of Fucked Raw By My School's Billionaire Owner : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I looked confused and frustrated. Was he ureally serious about wanting me?“What are you thinking about?” Sofia asked concerned. “It's Damien, he sent another text,” I said, handing the phone to her.“Someone's not joking,” she teased. “Sofia this is serious, I need to stop this before it escalates, he was touching me in an empty classroom today,” I blurted out.“Oh my, you didn't add that part when spilling the tea,” she teased me even more.“Sofie,” I said in a low voice, resting on the table.“I think you should just give him a chance, what's the worst that can happen,” she said seriously. I sighed. I didn't know what to say. I would just see how the date plays out.“If you are going for a date, you would need a new dress,” she said excitedly. “No I don't, maybe if I wear what I have, he will finally see I'm not his type and leave me alone,” I suggested. Sofia shook her head at me, sipping her coffee.After some random talk, we went our separate way home. Going home felt like

As I walked to class I got unending stares from teachers. ‘Damien was going to be the end of me’ I thought to myself. I sat quietly through all my classes, still overwhelmed from what happened in the office. After class I prepared my things to walk home.“Mr Damien is waiting for you outside,” I turned to see Damien's chauffeur. “You've got to be kidding me, not again,” I whined. The chauffeur looked confused but just nodded and left. I walked behind him trying to avoid all the stares and mean glare I got.“Damien, you need to stop this,” I said immediately as I got to his car.“Get in baby,” he completely ignored what I said.I looked like I was going to explode but had no choice but to get into the car.“People are going to talk,” I whispered to him.“Let them, I don't care,” he shrugged.“This is wrong,” I shook my head. “You worry about unnecessary things,” he said, holding my hands.“This isn't the way to my house,” I pointed out once I noticed.“Yeah, because you are going f

I stood there, not saying a word.“Why are you quiet?” He raised an eyebrow. “Did he hurt you?” He panicked, checking my body for injuries. “Calm down, Damien,” I held his hands. “The person inside is my… Dad,” I whispered, feeling ashamed on his behalf. “What do you mean your dad?” He asked, shocked.“Yeah, he screams like that often and it is now a routine,” I explained. “He's not meant to treat you that way, that's unfair,” he made a fist with his hand.“I'm used to that, let's just leave, I don't want you to cause a scene,” I dragged him to the car. With his facial expression he could have done something to cause a big scene and I wasn't going to allow that to happen.“But you don't have to tolerate that behaviour from anyone, especially your own dad,” he tried to convince me.“Nope, not going to get to me,” I said, opening the car door. He didn't come with his chauffeur today.“Please get in, I'm running late for my class,” I whined, using that as an excuse to cover up my dad'

Damien held me in that position for what felt like hours. But when I tried to move again I noticed he was asleep so I stayed still, only for him to start rocking me in his sleep. I first thought I was imagining things but no, he was actually rocking me in my sleep, I could feel his hardness, I tried not to moan so I wouldn't wake him up but I failed, I couldn't hold in the moans. I tried tapping him but instead he pushed my hands away cupping my both breasts.“Damien,” I moaned, biting my lips.But he only snuggled me even more. My pussy was swollen and so wet at this point. I wanted him inside me. I reached out for his hardness, rubbing it in his sleep. He didn't move, still asleep, but I was craving for him. After all, he started it first. I gently pulled his pants down, bringing out his hard cock. My first move was to put it in my mouth. I sucked on it, licked it, played with it.He moved slightly, opening his eyes. “Fuck,” he groaned lowly, positioning me properly while guiding m

The drive back from campus was quiet, too quiet. Damien's hand rested on my thigh the whole way. I kept my legs pressed together, trying to ignore the lingering ache between them, the faint wetness that hadn't quite dried. Every bump in the road made me clench, and I hated how my body reacted like it was already trained to him.He didn't speak until we pulled into the garage. “You're quiet,” he said, turning off the ignition. “I'm tired,” I lied. “You wore me out.He chuckled low. “Good.”I shot him a look. “Not funny.”He unbuckled, leaned over, and kissed the corner of my mouth. “Come on, shower then we talk.”“Talk?” I raised an eyebrow. “Since when do you talk?”“Since you started living here.” He got out, came around, opened my door and I took his hand.We walked in together then I remembered my shift.I hesitated. “I have my shift at the diner tonight.”He paused mid step. Turned slowly. “No,” he said simply.I blinked. “Excuse me?”“You're not going.”I laughed. “Damien, I hav