Dammit He Got Me Novels & Stories

A tear fell down. He came close to me... Wiping the tear with disgust.. I can feel the lust in his eyes... " by the way... Nobody commanded me not to touch you.. That's not part of the deal... So tonight.. I am gonna make you mine... Damian will never be able to take it, isn't it..? May be he will kill himself knowing how incapable he was...he wasn't even able to save his own mate.. Oh yeah.. He haven't marked you yet... What a pity " he started at my marking spot on my neck..

"I've transferred fifteen million dollars to your account. That’s more than enough for someone like you. It's certainly enough to ensure you never have to go back to cleaning houses for a living." Someone like you. His words burned like acid in my chest. To him, I wasn't a partner. I wasn't a human being with feelings. I was just the charity-case maid who had overstepped her boundaries. "I don't... I don't want your money," I choked out, shaking my head as hot tears finally spilled over my lashes. Damian let out a harsh, mocking scoff at me. "Please. Everyone wants my money. That is exactly why you manipulated my grandfather in his final years, isn't it? Don’t bother denying it, you greedy g

Damn it! "Stay still...damn!" He groan in frustration. But I didn't listen I moved and my hands reached for his erect member. I rolled down his boxer and hold him softly there and slowly...I move my hands up and down. I saw him closed his eyes in too much pleasure. He groaned loudly and attacked me with his kisses, aggressively! Damn it! I can't breathe properly because of his attack of kisses. But still, I equalled his aggressiveness while I'm pleasuring him with his member.

Damien got angry and dashed out of the room, slamming the door so hard. “What did I do wrong?”

Wet and frustrated and furious. Because Damon didn’t even fuck me.

it’s even more. Damn me! Damn him! STOP, JAMAL!

He paused to glance back at me, annoyance visible in his features. " What the fuck is your issue? I said I'm not interested in a hookup right now. If you are looking for easy cash, you will have to find someone else " " You Bastard " My hand raised subconsciously and I slapped him hard across the face. Damien was as startled as I was by the hit. I saw the moment his eyes went from mild annoyance to a sort of rage I had only ever seen on him when we were younger and he was desperate to get rid of me. He grabbed my hand in a tight grip that made me wince in pain. " Who The Fuck Do You Think You Are Messing With!?"

he grumbled, very cakey. “Dami… DAMIAN!” “Patience, Honey!” Unknowingly… he answered like that. “Damn it!” ***

Damien inched closer as he snickered at her fuming face before drawling out. “I got to fuck you.” *Slap* ***** Some people can never change. A harsh reality.

Dami didn’t flinch; instead, he took another deliberate step toward him. “Ẹ má rush mi ní blow? Èmí wá gbé ọ̀wọ́ mi fún alágbàfọ̀? Ṣé ẹ lè yà wèrè ni? Ibì tí wèrè yín parí sí, ní ti èmi tí bẹ̀rẹ̀!” (You’ll hit me? Like I gave my hand to a dry cleaner? You think you’re mad? Where your madness stopped, that’s where mine started!) Dami yelled back, his voice rising in defiance. The crowd buzzed with murmurs as they watched the two men square off. I moved forward quickly, grabbing Dami’s arm to pull him back.