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Saliva dripped down her chin as she gagged and moaned around him. “That’s my good girl,” he praised, voice strained. “Swallow every drop.” With a deep groan, he exploded, flooding her mouth and throat with thick, hot ropes of cum. Elena swallowed greedily, not wasting a single drop. Damien untied her immediately afterward and pulled her into his arms. They lay tangled together, sweaty and satisfied, the ocean breeze cooling their skin through the open windows. He stroked the diamond collar around her neck with reverent fingers. “I love you, Elena,” he said softly — the first time those words had left his lips. “I’ve loved you since I was eighteen years old, watching you bite your pen in that

However, looking at the tourmaline blue of Aaron's eyes, the only thing she could do was hide the smile that she considered stupid. Elena knew she was falling in love, and there was no point in going against the feeling. After many years, her heart had finally found the place where she wanted to stay. After three years of a failed marriage, she had finally found… love. But, despite the feeling that warmed her, a whispering voice told Elena that that happiness was fleeting. That passion had an expiration date; it would all end when Aaron discovered the truth. Damon's manipulation. Spencer's investigation.

"The day Isabella came back, what did you say to me? I’m not your whore anymore, so what gives you the right to keep chasing me?" Damien's face went white. "What am I to you?" I advanced on him. "A collectible you pull off the shelf when you're bored? A pretty little doctor you can screw whenever you want?" "No, Elara, I love you..." "Love me?" I laughed, but there was no humor in it. "Damien, do you even know what love is?" He just stood there, speechless.

“This is what Elara did to save your life. It is two years you have been getting blood donations. She has sacrificed everything, her health, her body, herself, to keep you alive. She is thankful, not this indignation. And if she can get pregnant once, she can again. Be lucky and grateful you are alive.” Damien turned on him, and his eyes were flashing with anger. "Stay out of this, Adrian! This is between me and my wife!" His voice was keen, and pierced the room like ice. “I did not beg her to donate blood all these years! She did it on her own! And now... now she has gone too far!” I could feel my chest tightening and my tears flowed freely. “Don't say so, Damien... please... I did it for y

But the moment my eyes met the CEO’s, everything inside me stopped and the air left my lungs. The young CEO stepped in, wearing a dark crisp suit that fitted his physique perfectly. He had a strong jawline and a face that sent shivers down my spine, but his eyes–I could never forget those eyes. It was the same that had stared down at mine as we made love after he'd saved me. “Elena Hart," Liam said with a soft smile. “I'd like you to meet my boss…” "Damien Cross.”

A hint of vulnerability creeps into Eli's tone as he searches Damon's eyes for any sign of insincerity or hesitation. Damon's expression softens with tenderness as he listens to Eli's heartfelt question. He leans in closer, cupping Eli's cheek gently as he gazes intensely into those captivating hazel eyes. Eli, I want nothing more than for this to be real between us. More than just fun, more than a fleeting encounter. Damon's earnest words send a warmth blooming through Eli's chest, chasing away any lingering doubts or fears. He leans instinctively into Damon's tender touch, savoring the comforting heat of his palm against his skin.

Damon grabbed the bathing sponge and glided it over the slashes in my back which were incredibly tight and itchy. “I sent her away Elena. I can’t lie and say I didn’t care for her once, but the moment the goddess fated us to one another it was over. She just didn’t know it yet. I didn’t touch her. She grabbed me when I told her to leave, thinking it would convince me not to dismiss her, but I did. In fact it only made me want to send her away more. When she tried to kiss me I threw up in her hair. I don’t want her, I want you. It doesn’t matter anyway, she’ll be dead in a few days.” “What why? You can’t just go around murdering people!” I exclaimed.

Slowly turned around. Damon was still leaning against the counter. Watching her. “You can keep pretending,” he said quietly. “But sooner or later…” His eyes held hers. “You’re going to lose that control you love so much.” Elena stared at him for a long second. Then she walked away without answering. But the truth was… Her heart was beating far too fast. And for the first time since Damon DeLuca had returned to her life— She wasn’t entirely sure she wanted it to slow down.

Damian continued, his voice shaking with fury and something dangerously close to grief, “it was Elisa’s resemblance to Annalise that made me fall in love with her at first sight. I won’t deny that. I won’t pretend otherwise.” He laughed bitterly. “And yes, my constant pursuit of Elisa in the beginning—it was because I never got a chance with Annalise, so I considered Elisa to be a fitting replacement.” Leonard’s expression twisted in satisfaction and Victory, but Damian wasn’t finished. “But that was only in the beginning,” Damian said sharply, stepping forward now, refusing to be intimidated. “Unlike you, I love Elisa for who she is now. Not because of who I want her to be. Not because I’m

Damon said amd let out a chuckle. “Yeah it was the plan I was supposed to follow but you charmed me, I couldn’t even do it anyway but then I found myself in love with you that I was willing to die as long as Lucien didn’t kill you.” Elena said and she meant every word from the bottom of her heart. “I never knew I was that easy to fall for.” Damon said innocently. “Don’t flatter yourself.” Elena said and they both laughed.