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She broke off and looked curiously at Wendy, whose hand was still securely held in Damon's. Then his mom looked back at Grace, confusion clear in her eyes. “But my dear, you told me that Damon wasn’t seeing anyone, that he just told me that to ease my concern.” “Did she?” Damon asked in an even tone. He pinned Grace with a stare that would have had Wendy fidgeting. His mom nudged him impatiently. “Well, introduce us, Damon.” “Yes, do introduce us,” Grace said in a chilly voice. Debbie moved forward. "Mom, don't you remember Wendy? My best friend from high school? She and her family moved the year we were supposed to graduate" she said.

Damian cupped her cheeks and kissed her lips passionately, forgetting something called friendship. They parted after a while, then Avery shyly lied on the bed, biting her lower lip and making Damian go crazy. “He will slide his hands slowly under your dress.” Damian leaned and kissed her again before he pulled up her silky robe. He stood up to look for something, leaving Avery some time to take off her robe and take some breath. Damian returned with a small bottle and a condom he had hidden in the closet. He smashed Avery's lips as he played with her hair, then he moved to her neck. Avery threw back her head on the pillow, exposing more dangerous zones.

I pull open the contract and begin to read. I, Trixie Malory, request that Damon Colt accepts the submission of my will unto him, I do so with a open heart and free mind. I request that Damon Colt as my Dominant will take care of me, and take me into his guidance and encourage our growth together, trust, mutual respect and love. (Within reason, as neither want full commitment).

,Hannah looks devastated as the men leave and I see Vivian looking pleased. "doesn't matter this will fail because we are already mated Lindsay stands no chance buy death so does her stupid parents ",Vivian looks ready to yell but stays quiet. "well I'm not letting her take my mate she can go die in a ditch",Hannah growls. "let's just enjoy the rest of our night and eat",Damon kisses her lips. His mom looks weird but I keep it to myself. She hasn't been right for a few months now. We dance ,eat and unwind for a few hours till we head home tired. Damon and I pull Hannah into the shower yo wash and have fun. Pulling the dress off was more fun then zipping her into it.

Damon replied. “Are you okay with it?” I asked him. “You can do whatever you wish, Emily. You are my Luna, not my servant. I have three hundred of those.” Damon said, and with that, his steps quickened, a pace I couldn't even dream of matching. He'd put me out of the mood to see anyone. But being alone would be more disastrous, because I could think myself out of going through with the wedding, so I decided to make a go for Dathan’s room.

Tears streamed down Blaire’s face as she listened, her heart aching at his sincerity. “I want to be with you, Blaire,” Damien continued. “I want to be a father to our daughter, a husband to you. I want us to be a family. Will you marry me?” Blaire was silent for a moment, her emotions overwhelming her. Then, with a trembling smile, she nodded. “Yes, Damien. I’ll marry you.” They embraced, holding each other tightly as if afraid to let go. *************††*********************††***********

Damon was having sex with Caitlin. Closing the door, she turned back to her bed. Her vision grew blurry with every step she took closer to it. But why did it bother her?? She wondered crawling back under the covers. Caitlin was Damon's girlfriend or so people thought and he had every right to be with her in every way whatsoever.

I read it again in disbelief. Almost all of Damon's questions were related to me. I could feel the overflowing love in his words, and I suddenly panicked. Damon loved me so much and had been holding back for my sake. However, I had thought about dissolving our mate bond because I thought that Damon did not love me since he never touched me. I scrolled through Damon's phone once more. I saw notes he had written on his phone. There were so many of them that they were like diary entries: "Raeya was wearing a business suit today. She looked so sexy. I wish I could pin her under me and take her."

I muttered darkly. “Secretary?!” Notebook Girl nearly choked. “That’s illegal. He looks like a model.” Faint Girl fanned herself. “He’s… he’s…” “I think I’m in love,” Phone Girl whispered. I closed my eyes. Already fed up of their shenanigans. Damon gave a mock bow. “Damon, at your service. Though usually, I’m too busy making sure Mr. Bristo here doesn’t collapse under the weight of his brilliance.” The girls continued with their dramatic swooning. There was no other word I could use to describe their fantasies.

Damian studied my face, then gave a helpless laugh. "Today is our seventh mating anniversary, and you want to humiliate me in front of everyone?" "You knew perfectly well this was our seventh anniversary, and you still crossed that line tonight," I shot back. Damian did not look remotely sorry. If anything, he turned it back on me. "All because I kissed Amber and not you, you're ending our bond? It was one kiss. It meant nothing. You're the Luna. Start acting like it."