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Story: Sold to the Beret
But that image of me couldn’t be more wrong. What I really am is a pathetic little girl who allowed a bastard to walk all over her.
So what does it matter if I fall for a sexy hot stranger I’ve only known for a few hours? That only adds to my quirks.
I’d rather stay with Damien than go back to living in the same house with Jared.
But what about my mom?
The last time I saw her was right before I confronted Jared. She’d been asleep when I went into her room, her breathing forced and ragged.
My chest closes up painfully as the image fills my mind.
Can I stay here with Damien when I know she’s somewhere else, waiting on me?
Suddenly, I’m enclosed in a pair of familiar strong arms. I close my eyes, instantly feeling safe in his embrace. Tension eases from my shoulders and I sigh softly as Damien pulls me closer, leaning back against the hard planes of his chest.
“Morning, princess,” he says gruffly against my ear, his voice husky from sleep. He presses his lips gently to the side of my neck.
Arousal stirs inside me and my sex spasms in response. “Good morning,” I reply, turning around in his arms to smile into his handsome face. “I didn’t want to wake you.”
“I wouldn’t have minded,” he says, his lips tugging upward in a smile that melts my heart. “What’s wrong? You seemed deep in thought minutes ago.”
“I was thinking about you,” I reply with a playful smile. It’s partially true, but I would rather he doesn’t know the extent of my feelings for him. It’s too much, too soon.
Damien chuckles and shakes his head. “As much as I’d be flattered to think that’s true, it’s not really, is it?”
I let out a resigned sigh, shrugging hesitantly. “I don’t know…I was just thinking about home.”
His expression falters. “Princess, I know I said that you belong to me now, but I need you to know that while I want that more than anything, I also won’t force you to stay here.”
I slide my hand up his firm chest. “I like it here, with you,” I assure him. “I know I should go back home, but I’m not sure I can. I miss my mother, but my stepfather—well, he’s the one who sold me to that place.”
I explain how my stepfather is in control of the business owned by my parents—the Beaumont’s—and how I found out he was stealing money from the company. “I can’t imagine what he would do if I go back,” I say with another soft sigh.
Damien doesn’t seem surprised by anything I’m telling him, and I don’t miss the dangerous glint in his eyes at the mention of my stepfather.
His arms tighten around me. “I don’t want you going anywhere near that man, princess.”
“But my mom is sick, and I’m worried she’ll be upset about my disappearance.”
“How about you don’t worry about any of that right now,” Damien says, tugging me closer. “You’ve been through so much already.” He kisses the side of my lips. Then he lowers his mouth to my neck, grazing his lips over the sensitive skin there.
Desire clouds my mind and my sex clenches with need. “Oh…” I breathe as my mind blanks out.
Chapter Five
Damien
I’m an asshole.
Or at least I’m making an asshole move by keeping Rose in the dark.
For now.
When I woke without her in my arms, my mind went on a rampage, thinking she had left me. For a mini-second, I panicked, and then I forced my mind back to its rational state. I climbed off the bed and quickly threw on some shorts, and then I went in search of her.
The tension that had tightened my chest eased when I saw her standing in front of the glass panes that served as a wall for half of the living room. A dangerous feeling spread through me at the sight of her.Excitement?This slip of a woman is practically controlling my heart and sanity, and she has no idea.
She also has no idea that her mother is dead.
So what does it matter if I fall for a sexy hot stranger I’ve only known for a few hours? That only adds to my quirks.
I’d rather stay with Damien than go back to living in the same house with Jared.
But what about my mom?
The last time I saw her was right before I confronted Jared. She’d been asleep when I went into her room, her breathing forced and ragged.
My chest closes up painfully as the image fills my mind.
Can I stay here with Damien when I know she’s somewhere else, waiting on me?
Suddenly, I’m enclosed in a pair of familiar strong arms. I close my eyes, instantly feeling safe in his embrace. Tension eases from my shoulders and I sigh softly as Damien pulls me closer, leaning back against the hard planes of his chest.
“Morning, princess,” he says gruffly against my ear, his voice husky from sleep. He presses his lips gently to the side of my neck.
Arousal stirs inside me and my sex spasms in response. “Good morning,” I reply, turning around in his arms to smile into his handsome face. “I didn’t want to wake you.”
“I wouldn’t have minded,” he says, his lips tugging upward in a smile that melts my heart. “What’s wrong? You seemed deep in thought minutes ago.”
“I was thinking about you,” I reply with a playful smile. It’s partially true, but I would rather he doesn’t know the extent of my feelings for him. It’s too much, too soon.
Damien chuckles and shakes his head. “As much as I’d be flattered to think that’s true, it’s not really, is it?”
I let out a resigned sigh, shrugging hesitantly. “I don’t know…I was just thinking about home.”
His expression falters. “Princess, I know I said that you belong to me now, but I need you to know that while I want that more than anything, I also won’t force you to stay here.”
I slide my hand up his firm chest. “I like it here, with you,” I assure him. “I know I should go back home, but I’m not sure I can. I miss my mother, but my stepfather—well, he’s the one who sold me to that place.”
I explain how my stepfather is in control of the business owned by my parents—the Beaumont’s—and how I found out he was stealing money from the company. “I can’t imagine what he would do if I go back,” I say with another soft sigh.
Damien doesn’t seem surprised by anything I’m telling him, and I don’t miss the dangerous glint in his eyes at the mention of my stepfather.
His arms tighten around me. “I don’t want you going anywhere near that man, princess.”
“But my mom is sick, and I’m worried she’ll be upset about my disappearance.”
“How about you don’t worry about any of that right now,” Damien says, tugging me closer. “You’ve been through so much already.” He kisses the side of my lips. Then he lowers his mouth to my neck, grazing his lips over the sensitive skin there.
Desire clouds my mind and my sex clenches with need. “Oh…” I breathe as my mind blanks out.
Chapter Five
Damien
I’m an asshole.
Or at least I’m making an asshole move by keeping Rose in the dark.
For now.
When I woke without her in my arms, my mind went on a rampage, thinking she had left me. For a mini-second, I panicked, and then I forced my mind back to its rational state. I climbed off the bed and quickly threw on some shorts, and then I went in search of her.
The tension that had tightened my chest eased when I saw her standing in front of the glass panes that served as a wall for half of the living room. A dangerous feeling spread through me at the sight of her.Excitement?This slip of a woman is practically controlling my heart and sanity, and she has no idea.
She also has no idea that her mother is dead.