Chapter 2


    -Damian-


    “Go ddam mi t, Sonja!” 1 roared, ck dots danced on the back of my eyelids as my body shuddered


    with my release.


    “Oh, Damian…” Sonja moaned, her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her pu ssy choking my c ock


    as I thrust to the hilt, enjoying her warmth


    “F uck.” I groaned, pulled out, and copsed in the space beside her. I pinched my eyes shut, heaving


    chunks of air, catching my breath. Although it was past midnight, the balcony lights cast a dim glow


    inside the room. Silence swelled between Sonja and me. Slowly, the world started to make sense


    again.


    Like every time we were together, everything around me faded into the background. All that mattered


    was this woman who meant the world to me. I could f uck her all day, sleep, eat, and do it all over again


    the next day.


    I met Sonja in my third year at the university. She was an ambitious woman, so f ucking tenacious, and


    it drove me crazy how she wouldn’t fall for my tricks; eventually, she did. We were insatiable back then


    until she moved to France to pursue her modeling career.


    Through the years. I’ve had a few girlfriends, but there was never one as perfect as Sonja. And when


    we crossed paths a year ago, she dered the same feelings for me. She started pursuing me, a


    persistent temptress who wasn’t willing to take no for an answer until I fell for her trap


    I did my best to avoid her, knowing she was a married woman now, but like a druggie needing a fix, I


    kept going back for more. She was a temptation, my kryptonite. One touch and I was on my knees, and


    when I got back to my senses, the ws of guilt appeared around my throat and chest, choking me


    back to reality.


    I pushed off the bed. Sonja’s lithe hands reached for mine. “Come back to bed. Give me five, and we


    could go for another round”


    What a f ucking tempting offer. We’ve already done it three times. I knew we could go f ucking all night


    if I’d stay.


    This was f ucking messed up.


    Nobody out there could pull me out of this mess other than myself. I am better than this. Nancy would


    be ashamed of me if she learned that I am f ucking a married woman. And for f uck’s sake, I am a man,


    and I deserved better than this.


    Deep in my thoughts, I went to the bathroom and took a shower breaking things off with Sonja was the


    only thing on my mind.


    It wasn’t as if I hadn’t tried the first time I learned she was married. When I told her I’d stoping


    over, she threatened to take suicide. My conscience wouldn’t let me rest if she took her own life, so I


    stayed.


    Wrapping a white towel around my waist, I returned to the room. Sonja was sitting on the bed, her back


    resting against the headboard, the light from her phone illuminating her soft jaws, big doe eyes, and


    swollen lips. Her brte hair was wild and messy from all my pulling and tugging. She was so f ucking


    beautiful it hurts to even just think of not seeing her again.


    My co ck jerked to life, knowing this woman could satisfy my cravings in bed. My needy o rgan


    protested at what I was about


    to do.


    “Lyndon’s bar is opening tomorrow.” She looked up, her blue eyes hopeful. “Please be my date?”


    Date. I scoffed. She just wanted to show me off to her friends. Her husband, Silverio nchet, was


    twice older than me, with a beer belly and stale breath. With all the money in his bank ounts, he


    couldn’t even find a good f ucking mouthwash to save his dear life.


    I know her husband so f ucking well. He was one of my father’s business partners. Dad hired me to do


    a background check on him. That guy’s business is f ucked up, and it’s only a matter of time before the


    Bureau of Investigations pin their eyes on


    him.


    “I can’t,” I murmured, picking up my boxer briefs on the foot of the bed, my jeans close to the bedside


    table and my shirt on the door, her thong hanging on the doorknob.


    Did we f ucking y slingshot with it?


    We’ve ravished each other like there was no tomorrow. I would miss f ucking Sonja


    Suddenly alert, Sonja put down her phone and tumed thempshade on a frown creating her forehead


    “You’re leaving


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    I searched the room for my socks 1 found one under the bed but couldn’t find the other


    “This has to end, Sonja My conscience won’t let me rest at night anymore. F uck the socks I sat on the


    edge of the bed and wore one, then shoved my feet into my bonts


    Songa crawled to me, wrapping her arms around my waist from behind “We’ve talked about this. D.


    You know I can’t live


    without you


    I sighed. I hate hearing her voice breaking “I can’t do this anymore. Let’s just take some time off I need


    to think


    “No”” her hands tightened around me. I’m not letting you go!!


    Anger simantred within me. I wring her hands off me and stood, pinning her with a searing gaze, but


    once my eyes dropped to her perfect ti ts, nipples as stiff as a pole and so f ucking pink. I swallowed


    hard. The space between my eyebrows wrinkled struggling to keep my eyes above her shoulder. Then


    divorce Silverio so we can be together. I can’t be your little secret anymore. Hlove you Sonja, and I


    want to show the world you’re mine”


    Astorm of emotions swirled in Sompa’s eyes. It was the hrst time I had admitted my feelings for her.


    Deep down, I hoped this would finally push ber to file the divorce.


    She stood before me, still very f ucking naked Longshes fluttered as she looked up at me with those


    beautiful eyes


    “I love you too. Damian, she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her lips against


    mine I clenched my st on the sade stopping myself from taking her into my arms. Ive heard her say that


    a thousand times, but I was waiting for a different confession this time “But I cannot divorce Silverio


    The doctor said we should avoid stressing him out. His heart is erged and filing a divorce “She


    shook her head, stepping away from me “He can’t survive that, and I don’t want to be med if


    something had happens to him” Then she turned, her eyes gleaming with hope “He’s already seventy


    this year we just have to wait a little longer. He had very little time on his clock before he she swallowed


    hard, “dies”


    My jaw ticked. The tabloid quoted Sonja as a gold digger and social climber, but my feelings for her


    banded me. But this She just pped me with the truth


    “He’ll live for another decade, Sonja.” I swallowed the bitter taste of her rejection and searched for my


    leather jacket. Tcan’


    Wait that long”


    “If you really love me like you said she waved a hand in the air, you’ll wait!”


    My eyes narrowed to sh its: “Don’t even question what I feel, Sorgh, What is it, huh?” I said through


    gritted teeth. “Is it ho money Is that why you are changing to a man good enough to be your


    grandfather?”


    She recalled lips quivered and I watched her shock morph mito anger. “You think I’m doing this for


    myself I am doing this fur un Damiant Once Silverio dies his money will be mine will be ours. This world


    is cruel. The more money you have. the more friends you have, and the happier we will be!”


    “Moury in 1 everything. Sonja” 1 sad, my chest tightened and belief. Fant believe the woman I


    worshiped and dreamed of marrying saw I was in college was this shallow. I can’t buy you happiness


    and fulfillment is life”


    Shar sutted “Your pot saying that now Tell me at divorce Saverio, can you support my neeth with your


    ie as a guitar yer And where will we live in your stinky apartment above that all time bar


    1 It


    “Yes, Song” I finally found my leather jacket i was hanging on the vanity chans across from the bed I


    skirted past her and grabbed it “Because that’s all I f ucking am A pour guitar yer living in a sunky


    apartment


    I headed for the door. Sonja came rushing to me, hugging me from behind again. “Wait, Damian… I’m


    sorry. Sorry for saying those things to you. You know I love you.”


    I removed her hands from me, repulsed that I f ucking fell for her tricks. How could I be so st upid?


    Looking down at her right now, crying and begging me to stay after belittling me the way she did, I’m


    d she didn’t know who I truly was. At least she showed her true colors before I even put a ring on


    her finger.


    “Don’t be sorry. At least now I know how you really see me. This was f ucking enlightening” I turned to


    leave again. Sonja skirted past me and stood before the door, blocking my exit.


    She shook her head, tears streaming down her checks, “Please, Damian… Don’t do this to us.”


    “Then f ucking divorce Silverio!” I roared


    “You want me to choose!?” she sobbed. “I told you already, I will not divorce Silverio.”


    Dark clouds loomed over my head. Then we’re f ucking over.”


    Her eyes narrowed to slits. “Fine! But mark my words. You’lle back to me when you miss me. I


    know you, Damian. You love me, and you won’t be able to resist me.”


    It hurts that I know she was right. I’m f ucking crazy about her. But I’m doing this for myself. I stepped


    forward. Sonja stepped back, a pinch of fear crossing her face. “Once I step out of this room, you are


    nothing to me. Sonja. You made your choice. Now I’m making mine”


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