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I pulled on my jacket and snatched my notebook, and the documents under the bed and left, the campus paths smeared with fallen leaves. Damien was already there when I reached, slouched over a table, his leather jacket open, dark hair falling into his eyes. He appeared not to have slept. His gray eyes were stormy as he rose, spotting me. I settled into the seat across from him and held onto my coffee, my tone hard. “The camera. Do you know anything about it? Who’s watching me?”

“I proposed to you because Cassian was blackmailing me.” The room seemed to tilt. “Blackmailing you?” I repeated. “With what? You’re practically untouchable.” “No one is untouchable,” he said bitterly. “He had photos. Of Damien.” He walked back toward the bed, his voice low and urgent. “Years ago, Damien got mixed up with the wrong people in Mexico. The daughter of a cartel boss. There were photos of him… compromising photos. Drug use. Illegal activity. If they got out, Damien would have been in some deep shit. He wouldn’t be safe.”

Damien overheard their conversation. At ten, Albert sent Damien to Paris to live with Arthur under the pretext of focusing on his studies. Damien stayed there for four years, during which he met and befriended Cassian for the first time. Damien's full name was Damien Alexander Andreev, but the name Alexander was only used in official documents, never by Albert. Arthur introduced him as Alexander to everyone. Only Theodore, one of Arthur's closest friends, knew Alex's true identity. In Albert's absence, Scott took care of Hailey. When Damien returned from Paris at the age of 14, he noticed that Aaron was continuously inappropriate with Hailey. One day, Damien saw Rosina and Aaron trying to ta

“Maybe. But I’d still be careful, Lena. Someone’s watching you. And whoever it is… doesn’t want you happy.” Lena didn’t answer. Her thoughts drifted back to Vanessa and the cold promise she’d made to herself after Zara’s accident. She won’t get away with this. But now, another problem had arrived, one far bigger than Vanessa’s petty jealousy. ... On the other side of the city, in a tall building with tinted windows, Damian sat behind his desk, legs crossed, a cigar between his fingers. He looked too relaxed for someone who had just caused trouble. Across from him stood Mr. Hares the man who managed his import deals and served as his eyes at the port.

I whispered one more time, taking off the blindfold. He grabbed my shoulders and turned me over, pinning my hands above my head. “Who told you about BDSM elements?” “Jasmine mentioned it when we were in college,” I responded shyly. Damien released my hands and got up. I watched as he turned on the TV. Then he plugged in a flash drive and scrolled through the list of movies. He clicked on a particular movie titled Fifty Shades Of Grey. “You want us to watch a movie?” I asked, obviously surprised.

Leigh and I have been so fan of romance movies—and we both even watch the Fifty Shades series—and now, this movie seems pretty wild for me. Despite the fact that I am quite uncomfortable with what is going to happen since this would also be my first time on watching this movie, I remained on my spot when a man that freshly look like from a dark mafia flashes on the screen. Everything was going fine, and Damian and I are both down on the screen as we both focused on what’s going to happen next not until that plane incident happened. “Oh my god…” I murmured, looking away. Damian chuckled. “Ah, prn movie, I see.” He commented as if he is a critique, peacefully sitting down on the sheets to cont

“You came harder than any of them. That’s currency. That’s power.” The door opened again. Damian entered, now in charcoal cashmere that clung to his frame like it was stitched on, holding a fresh SD card between two fingers. “Pool deck in twenty. Swimsuit optional.” He tossed the card; it landed on the duvet like a coin on a corpse. “Bring the Hasselblad. We’re shooting underwater. Breath-play series.”

I whispered to him as I moved closer to feel the warmth of his body against mine. "I have no idea what you're talking about," Damian expressed, even though the corners of his lips itched to smile. He cocked his head in the direction of the television. "Look, TV, yay!" He exhaled a satisfied sigh as he turned to me, the happiness obvious on his face. "So, you think this movie would scare me?" "Oh, I guarantee it would!" Reiss answered for me. "It is wrong turn, and trust me, it scares everyone!"

Thank Goodness Damian got me a bodyguard and a driver else it would have been really difficult escaping the paparazzi… unfortunately we'd to go back to the mansion which was safe from paparazzi. It was so annoying and it's driving me nuts but on the bright side I get to spend time with Damian of course we were having so much fun and also getting closer to each other.. Damian was supportive and helpful and together we were having so much fun.. We were currently in the private cinema watching a horror movie which was originally recommended by him but I instantly regretted it ten minutes into the movie.. I was already screaming and shrieking behind him while he laughed at me.. “Though you were

Thank Goodness Damian got me a bodyguard and a driver else it would have been really difficult escaping the paparazzi… unfortunately we'd to go back to the mansion which was safe from paparazzi. It was so annoying and it's driving me nuts but on the bright side I get to spend time with Damian of course we were having so much fun and also getting closer to each other.. Damian was supportive and helpful and together we were having so much fun.. We were currently in the private cinema watching a horror movie which was originally recommended by him but I instantly regretted it ten minutes into the movie.. I was already screaming and shrieking behind him while he laughed at me.. “Though you were