This story chronicles the life of Damien Sky and Adeline James from their teenage years to adulthood. When Adeline James met Damien Sky in her new high school, she instantly hated him. He was arrogant, obnoxious, and a playboy. She wanted to avoid him at all costs. But Damien felt different. He thought Adeline was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on, and he decided he had to have her no matter what. Much to his dismay, Adeline avoided him like the plague. She thought she could escape him forever, but fate had other plans for her. She realized that no matter what, she could never escape Damien, especially since he had been harboring a secret. A secret that will change her life forever and bind them together. Will she continue to hate him? Or will Damien finally win her heart? ***This book is co-written by Eva Harlowe***
Lihat lebih banyakMeadowcreek high school, the senior year 2010
Monday morning.
Eighteen year old Damien Sky groaned and shivered violently as the cold water dripped down his body. His ideal temperature was steaming hot water. So hot that the entire bathroom was usually hot and foggy, and the water would almost burn his skin.
But not today.
Today he had to settle with cold water as the hot water would make his wounds sting. The fresh new scars that decorated his back and thigh last night were still raw and painful. When will it end? He thought and sighed as he realized how pointless this question was. He quickly put on some clothes. The fabric rubbed against his scars, but he ignored the pain and hurried to his car. He couldn't be late for class again. Principal Hale would have his head and call his father to his office again. He couldn't have that.
He decided to make a quick stop at Robbie's house. Robbie was his best friend and the only person he trusted with all his secrets. He accepted Damien for who he was and never judged him.
Damien turned the doorknob at Robbie's house, and it opened right away. Robbie's parents were never home, and he didn't believe in locking his door. It was a surprise that they didn't get robbed already.
"Robbie! Get your ass downstairs. We are gonna be late!" Damien yelled from the top of his lungs.
"I'm coming! No need to get your panties in a twist, Jesus Christ," Robbie shouted from upstairs. Damien heard him stomping downstairs after a moment.
"Morning dickhead," Robbie greeted Damien and slapped him on the back.
"Fuck.." Damien winced. "That hurt, asshole."
Robbie frowned. "Shit, dude...my bad. It happened again last night?" his gaze softened. He looked at his friend with sympathy.
"Don't worry about it. Just another day in the life of Damien Sky." Damien laughed. Robbie didn't say anything else and turned away. There was nothing he could do for his friend, no matter how badly he wanted to help him.
They split up and went to class as they had different schedules.
"I'll see you at lunch. Take it easy," Robbie said before storming off.
The first and second period was eventless. Damien lazily got up and walked into his 3rd-period class, which was science.
"Nice of you to show up on time, Mr. Sky," the science teacher Mrs. Anders remarked as soon as he stepped inside. Bitch...
Damien glared at her but quietly took his seat. The last thing he needed was another detention.
"Hey Damien, are we still on for tonight?" Damien looked to his side as Julie Mathews spoke to him.
"What's tonight?" he was confused. Did he forget about a party? Robbie didn't mention anything about that.
"Damien! You were supposed to come over and help me with math, remember?" Julie giggled.
"I don't know shit about math. Are you kidding me?" Damien was starting to get irritated. What the hell was she talking about? He never made such a promise to her.
"By math, I mean..." Julie placed her hand on his thigh and gave it a quick stroke. She looked at him and winked.
Oh.
He finally understood what she meant. She wasn't planning on doing homework. She was suggesting that they fu...
His thought was suddenly interrupted as he heard a new pair of footsteps entering the classroom.
"Oh, you must be Adeline!" Mrs. Anders chirped.
He turned his attention away from Julie and looked at the door to see who it was as he never heard that name before.
A girl in a light green dress stood before him. She had a slender figure that resembled those on the cover of a magazine. She had a head full of thick, brown hair that framed her face perfectly. Her blue eyes were big and bright. She had a cute button nose and plump lips. She was petite. If he stood next to her, he'd tower over her. He tried to imagine what it would feel like to feel her soft skin against his. His jeans tightened at the thought.
"Class, we have a new student. Say hello to Adeline James," Mrs. Anders announced.
"Hello," some of the students murmured while the others stayed quiet.
"Hi," she smiled. Even her voice sounded pretty, Damien thought.
"Take that empty seat in front of Mr. Sky over there," Mrs. Anders suggested.
Great...a chance to get close to her, Damien thought to himself.
She walked over to her desk and sat down in front of him without saying a word. He leaned over and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked back questioningly. "Can I help you?" she asked. Her eyes were hard.
Damien was taken aback by her cold behavior. Most girls in his school had a crush on him, and he was used to them flirting with him. What was her problem?
"I am Damien," he said.
"I know, and I don't care," Adeline replied and turned around.
Huh? She knows? Then what's with the attitude? He tapped her shoulder again.
"What?" she asked, sounding more aggressive.
"Quiet back there!" Mrs. Anders yelled.
"What's your problem, new girl?" Damien whispered so Mrs. Anders can't hear him.
"What do you mean?" Adeline rolled her eyes.
"Why are you acting like you hate me? We just met," Damien asked.
"Why are you so self-centered and obnoxious?" Adeline asked in a hushed tone.
What the fuck? Damien thought, then instantly grinned. It looks like the new girl was full of sass. It'd be fun to tame her like a wild beast. No girl can resist him in the end, and she will be no different.
But she never stopped resisting. Nor did Damien stopped pursuing her. Giving up was not his in his blood. He kept trying and hoping she'd break one day.
If anything his father taught him was this, he had to take it if he wanted something. It didn't matter who got hurt in the process, and that was exactly what he intended to do.
Damien walked into his office and squinted his eyes. Something was off. No one dared to enter his office and mess with his things because he always found out. But someone did dare and that someone was in a heap of trouble. He smirked as he saw a tiny handprint on his desk that most likely belonged to the culprit. "Mila? Get in here, right now!" he yelled. He leaned back in his chair and smiled when he heard the pitter-patter of small feet approaching. "Da, papa?" a small voice spoke from the entrance. He stared at the tiny version of Adeline in front of him. She had just turned five. Mila had deep blue eyes like him and Adeline and thick brown hair. She wore a white cotton dress that Addie made for her that made her look like a princess. His little printsessa. "Did you touch the cookie jar on my desk?" he said and narrowed his eyes. Mila looked down on the floor with her hands behind her back. "No..."
Damien observed Adeline's face. Was she scared? Upset? Angry? He couldn't tell as she was just staring at him without showing any kind of emotion. "Addie?" Damien called her, breaking her out of her trance. Adeline slowly turned toward Damien. "You dragged Tommy over here. All the way from Chicago?" Her voice shook. Damien nodded. "You asked me to bring him here, remember? So...um...happy birthday?" Tears streamed down her face. She bit her lower lips as if to stop herself from sobbing loudly. Damien was taken aback. Maybe he shouldn't have brought him over. It was upsetting her more, and that was the last thing he wanted. He didn't want to make her cry on her birthday. "Malen'kaya ptitsa, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you," Damien said. Tommy finally spoke. He looked at Adeline straight into her eyes. "Addie, baby. Look what this monster did to me! He beat me to a pulp then tortured me. Make him stop. I am
Tommy wailed like a street cat as Damien broke his fourth finger. "Stop crying like a little bitch. I thought you were a cop. Aren't they supposed to be tough motherfuckers?" Damien said irritably. If he had to keep listening to Tommy's screaming, eventually, he'd become deaf. "Let me go, asshole. I told you I didn't do anything wrong. So what if I smacked her around a little? I was just disciplining her because I was too afraid to lose her," Tommy said. He could barely talk as he was gasping for breath. Damien grabbed the back of Tommy's head then slammed his face on the table in front of him. Tommy started coughing out blood. After he was done, he stared at the table with a horrified expression as two of his front teeth were now rested comfortably on top of it. "Wha...what did you do?" he managed to say between choking and coughing. "Looks like I rearranged your teeth a bit. But back to business. I don't appreciate you acting like it was oka
Damien was in Chicago, watching and observing Tommy's movements. He ended up staying home with Adeline after that night as he woke up with a sick hangover. Stupid drug.... He flushed it all down the toilet. "I'm sorry for making you take it. I don't know what's wrong with me sometimes," Adeline had said. Damien wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hair. "I'm glad you did. Now we are even." "You don't have to go, Damien. Can't we just forget about Tommy? I don't even think about him anymore because he is dead to me," she whispered against his chest. Damien stroked her hair slowly. He knew Adeline didn't like the idea of hurting someone, even though that was someone who abused her constantly. She may want to forget all about it, but Damien couldn't. Not after the bruises, he left on her beautiful body. "I want him dead, Addie. I will bring him to you like you asked, but if you don't kill him, I will," Damien said.
It didn't take Damien long to recover, just as Nancy predicted. He was back on his feet within a few weeks. He decided to go back to business. Robbie had been filling him in about everything that was going on. He even gave him regular updates on Tommy. "Do you want me to kidnap him and bring him to the warehouse?" Robbie asked. "No, I want to do this personally. Tommy is mine," Damien said. "But you haven't recovered fully yet," Robbie raised his eyebrows. "I am well enough to travel," Damien said dismissively. "If Addie found out you are about to take a long trip, she will kill you." Robbie laughed. Damien winced. He forgot about that. She had been taking care of him for the past few days, which consisted of constant scolding because he refused to stay in bed. "I'll make up an excuse." "Good luck with that," Robbie said. Later that day, Damien brought up the subject. "No." Damien groaned. He was afraid
Damien tried not to collapse as long as he could. He didn't want to look weak in front of Adeline, but the pain became unbearable and he had lost too much blood. That bitch got him good. How did she learn how to twist a knife like that? Hopefully, she didn't hit any of his vital organs. He didn't want to die before he had the chance to kill Tommy. He lay on the ground with his eyes closed. He could hear Akiko screaming at Yuri to get the van ready, but he couldn't hear Adeline. Where was his wife? "A...Addie..." he managed to let the word out. It was starting to get difficult to breathe. Something soft touched his forehead. A hand, he realized as it was gently stroking his hair. "I'm here." Adeline's voice was soft and loving. He had always dreamed of her speaking to him that way. Maybe she was taking pity on him because he was hurt. Damien opened his eyes and saw her face. Her cheeks were wet, soaked with tears. Was she crying?
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