章節 6: Don't you want to be with the man who took your virginity
As her curses echo through the room, Elena realizes that she shouldn't have been surprised. He exuded an air of power and control from the moment they met. And now everything makes sense why he had complete dominance over her body
Elena takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. This new revelation only adds fuel to her frustration and disappointment. How could she have been so naive? So blinded by lust?
With fury burning in her eyes, Elena picks up the bills and throws them towards the door before storming out of her hotel room without looking back.
Elena slams the door shut behind her, her heart pounding in her chest. She needs a moment to collect herself, to process the reality of what she just discovered about Damien. But as she stands there in her foyer, a wave of arousal crashes over her like a tidal wave.
Fuck it, Elena thinks to herself with a smirk. Even if he is the damn mafia boss, he can still make me fucking horny.
With determination mixing with frustration, Elena strides back into her apartment and heads straight for the bathroom. She turns on the shower and undresses slowly, savoring every moment as water cascades over her skin.
As she steps under the hot spray, Elena lets out a soft moan escapes from deep within her throat. Her hands instinctively reach down between her legs, fingers finding their way to her swollen clit. Damien's touch lingers in her mind as she begins to fondle herself with urgency.
Moans escape Elena's lips as pleasure builds within her core. Memories of their encounters flood through her mind - his rough hands exploring every inch of her body; his expert mouth devouring every part of her that craves attention.
Elena's fingers continue to stroke herself, her mind consumed by memories of Damien's touch. The sound of his voice echoes in her thoughts, sending shivers down her spine. "Did you miss me that much?" she hears him say, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
Startled, Elena looks back and comes face to face with Damien standing in the bathroom doorway. His eyes lock onto hers, a wicked grin playing on his lips. A mixture of desire and annoyance washes over Elena as she realizes he must have followed her.
She freezes, torn between wanting to let go completely and feeling a sudden wave of reluctance. Part of her wants to push him away, to reclaim control over her own desires. But another part can't deny the flicker of excitement that ignites within her at the sight of him standing there.
"Damn it," she mutters under her breath, frustration evident in her voice. "Can't you ever just leave me alone?"
he takes off his shirt and slowly goes to her, Damien chuckles softly, stepping closer until his bare chest brushes against Elena's wet skin. The heat radiating from his body sends a jolt straight to Elena's core.
Don't you want to be with the man who took your virginity? And You didn't take the money, did you?" Damien asked snidely.
章節 7: An apology
Without warning Damien bit down on Elena's nipple and carried her over to the bed. Elena shouted out in pain and pleasure as he threw her down onto the bed.
I'm not a slut, okay? Why won't you just fucking leave me alone?" Elena yelled at Damien, her voice laced with anger and frustration. He looked taken aback for a moment before responding in a sarcastic tone.
"Sure, sure, I'll just fucking leave and never bother you again," he said mockingly.
Elena rolled her eyes at his attempt at seduction. "You really think you're that great?" she snapped back.
Damien shrugged nonchalantly before reaching down to grab his clothes and start dressing himself. "Eh, maybe you're right," he replied with a smirk as he walked towards the door.
"well good luck finding someone who wants a boring girl like you," he said with a laugh as he pulled his jeans up over his hips.
Elena watched him leave with a mixture of sadness and reluctance. Part of her didn't want to let go of the pleasure they'd shared together, but another part knew that it was probably best if they stayed apart.
As she lay alone in her bed later that night, Elena tried to shake off the feeling of emptiness that washed over her. What had gone wrong? And why did Damien have to be such an asshole about everything?
She curled up into a ball and tried not to think about him - but failed miserably. The harder she tried not to think about him, the more Damien invaded her mind.
After what felt like hours, Elena finally drifted off to sleep - only to be awakened by the sound of someone knocking on her door. Startled awake, she sat up and squinted at her clock: it was 3 am.
"Who could that be?" Elena muttered to herself as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stumbled towards the door.
As she opened it up and peered into the dark hallway outside, Elena saw Damien standing there - looking even more handsome than before.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Elena asked.
Damien smirked "babe, I'm here for an apology."
Elena rolled her eyes. "Oh please, like I want anything to do with you."
Damien stepped closer to her, his body invading her personal space once again. "Come on, don't be like that," he said softly. "I know I was a jerk.
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