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  With that, I ended the call and turned to look at Damian who had stopped the car in front of his mansion. “It was not necessary to chuckle,” I mumbled. He shrugged and we both got out of the car.

  “I don't know whether I love or hate that mask,” Damian said as we walked to the door. I shrugged and gave him a smirk.

  “Isn't it exciting not to know the face of the woman you're fucking?” I asked with a teasing grin as he approached me with a smirk. He pushed me till my back was pressed against the wall next to the door. He rested his forehead against mine as he stared into my eyes.

  “Really exciting,” he said, pressing himself more against me, making me feel his hard-on. My eyes closed when I felt my stomach clench as he pressed harder. “But I have a feeling that what's underneath the mask is more exciting,” he whispered seductively, making me bite my lips to stop myself from moaning. I felt his hand wrap itself around my wrist and he pulled away from me. He was breathing heavily. He started walking and I followed behind.

  “Where are we going?” I asked.

  “To my room. I can't wait to be buried inside you,” he said before groaning. I nearly exploded at his words. When he said in his room, he really meant his room. We walked into a huge modern room with a king-sized bed in the middle. I could see his perfumes and watches lined up on a table. This room was huge.

  “This is your room.” I pointed out as I turned to look at him. He was taking off his watch.

  “I know,” he said, now taking off his tie while staring at me. Why is he so hot?

  “Why your room?” I asked.

  “Why not?” he asked.

  “You're so confusing.” I rolled my eyes. I put my bag on the couch, trying not to be nervous.

  You already had sex with him! Why get nervous now?

  “You seemed upset on the phone,” he said out of the blue as he walked to me and wrapped his hands around my waist. I nodded as I raised my head to look at him. His gray eyes were so hypnotizing. “Why?” he asked. Why did he need to know?

  “That doesn't concern you,” I whispered and put my hand on his chest.

  “I want to know,” he demanded.

  “You don't need to know.”

  “Why did you call earlier?” Oh god, he asks a lot of questions.

  “I needed a distraction. Can you stop asking a lot of questions now and fuck me already? I think that's the deal,” I said, glaring. He cupped my cheek and clenched his jaw.

  “So fucking impatient,” he mumbled as his eyes fell on my lips. I don't know where I got the courage, but I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and pulled his face to mine. When I felt his lips on mine, I breathed in relief. His hands quickly found the end of my dress and he lost no time taking it off me. I was now standing in my underwear in front of Damian. He pulled away and took off his clothes as well, standing in his boxers. I moaned slightly at the view in front of me, making Damian chuckle. He pulled me to him again and crushed his lips against mine. I could feel him taking a few steps and soon, I felt the soft mattress under me.

  “Damian,” I moaned his name when I felt his tongue on my skin. He groaned a bit causing me to clench my thighs in desire. I needed him so bad. I turned him around so I was now straddling him. I gave him a little grin as I sat on him. I could feel his hard dick under me. I moved my hips slightly, causing him to moan. God. That moan was everything I needed to keep me going. Damian was staring at me with lust hooded eyes as if I was the most amazing thing he'd ever seen. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and gently kissed his neck while my hands touched his muscled chest. I sucked on his skin, making him take a deep breath. I was sure it was going to bruise tomorrow. I felt his hands on my back and he unclasped my bra. He was pressing his body on mine, making sure he could feel all of me against him. I deposited small kisses on his chest, jaw, and face before settling on his lips. He bit my lips and then caught my lower lip between his teeth before gently pulling on it.

  Holy shit. That was hot.

  “I want you so bad,” he said rather harshly. It was as if he couldn't tolerate any more waiting and that made me laugh. He lifted my hips gently and managed to take off my underwear and his boxers. We were both now very much naked and I could feel him poke near my entrance. He was about to turn us over so he would be in charge but I shook my head. I gave him a smirk and rubbed myself against him, playing with him a little more. “You're such a tease,” he grumbled.

  “You're so impatient,” I responded, more like moaned while throwing my head back to absorb all the pleasure that his dick was giving me without even being inside of me. I stared at him, trying to make him feel what I was feeling. He growled and lifted me up. Without losing another second, he plunged inside of me, making me moan out loud.

  “Fuck,” he swore as he stared at me while I sat on him with his dick inside of me. We didn't move, we simply stared at each other breathing heavily. “You're so tight,” he said as he stared down now. I moved my hips a bit, making him hiss in pleasure. I placed my hands on his chest to support my weight. I moved slowly, biting my lips. I could feel him inside of me. Damn. He was so big. Suddenly, he started moving along. He started increasing the pace. I moaned and bent my head to be able to kiss the hell out of his delicious lips. He groaned in my mouth while I moaned. I sat back up, the pleasure was engulfing me. My hands went to the back of my head and I took off the mask as it was annoying him.

  Fuck this.

  I threw my head back as I moaned and let the mask fall somewhere on the bed. Damian's hands reached for my breast. Damian increased the pace and got more aggressive. I bent my head to look at him and watched as he stared at me in amazement. I felt him twitch inside of me.

  “I was not wrong about what's behind the mask.” I gave him a grin. Damian sat up and wrapped his arms around me. His mouth took one of my nipples and when I felt his tongue rolled on it, I felt my stomach clench. I was close to an amazing orgasm and by the way he was twitching inside of me, I knew that he was close too. Soon, we exploded together and we stayed that way, trying to calm down as we were breathing heavily. I wrapped my hands around his neck and rested my head on his shoulder. Slowly, he lifted me and put me on the bed.

  “I'm tired,” I mumbled.

  “Sleep,” he whispered as he cuddled next to me.

  “We're in your room.” I yawned.

  “Forget about that rule,” he mumbled and I nodded. “We're both too tired to move right now,” he said and I nodded.

  One rule broken.

  “I think I gave you a hickey,” I said as my eyes started closing. He chuckled, a smile made its way on my face.

  “Sweetheart, have you seen your neck...or your body?” he asked. But I was too tired to answer so I just hummed.

  I really need to look at myself in a mirror.

  Chapter 8

  Drive and Surprise

  It's been two weeks already since Damian and I started the deal and he still didn't know my name. He said it was better this way. I seriously don't know why. We've been having sex like hormonal teenagers.

  Hello! How can I resist such a sexy man?

  I sighed dreamily as I packed my suitcase. I was going to my parent's house today. Alena's wedding is in a few days and I don't even know her fiancé. Well, again, I'm the one guilty here. I didn't even bother asking about the guy she's going to marry. I'll make sure to get to know him in the few days I was staying there.

  “You've done packing?” Rose asked as she walked into my room, wearing a white long dress which reached her ankle. She was holding a small handbag and her hair was tied in a bun. That was so unlike her.

  “Why are you dressed like that?” I asked with raised eyebrows as I motioned to her attire.

  “Your parents are rich, honey,” she said as if I was stupid. “I'm pretty sure that there will be posh people who drink tea with their little finger pointing the air,” she said, mimicking the action of drinking tea.

  “We're not in England,” I deadpanned.

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nbsp; “Who told you that only people in England drink tea like that?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

  “Wild guess,” I said shrugging. I turned to my suitcase and closed it. “Still don't understand why you're dressed like this,” I mumbled.

  “Because I look hot,” she admitted. I chuckled. I already knew this. I just wanted her to admit it.

  “Your parents are rich, honey,” I imitate her after I rolled my eyes.

  “Oh shut up!” she retorted and stared at my clothes with a grin. “You're going like that?” I stared at my white denim jean and my black crop top. I had a white gilet over it.

  “What's wrong with my clothes?” I asked with raised eyebrows, wanting her to explain.

  “You look hot,” she replied. “Too hot for classy sticks in their asses, posh rich parents,” she ended, her lips rolling in her mouth. Again. I rolled my eyes and lifted my suitcase from the bed.

  “I'm not going to change,” I told her. “I don't give a fuck about Shrek and Fiona,” I told her. She chuckled at my words. I always called my parents Shrek and Fiona.

  “You shouldn't say that.” She laughed as she pulled my suitcase out of my room. I took my phone and tucked it in my back pocket.

  “Yeah, I shouldn't insult Shrek and Fiona,” I mumbled. She laughed even harder but decided not to say anything. I need to drive to the hospital to get Thomas and we even paid Jace to be Thomas's private doctor during this week so that my little guy wouldn't be taking any risk. Let me tell you that Rose was enchanted by the idea of Doctor Jace accompanying us.

  “I'm going to drive to the hospital,” Rose said as she took my key from the table and we both made our way to the front door, pulling our suitcases with us. My phone buzzed in my pocket but as I was too busy locking the door and holding my suitcase, I let it ring and focused on walking down the stairs without breaking my neck. Yes. Wearing heels and holding a heavy suitcase aren't the best things to do when we have stairs to walk down on.

  “Give me your suitcase,” Rose said as I reached the car, huffing and puffing. I pushed my suitcase towards her and got in the car with a sigh. My phone started buzzing again, making me groan in annoyance.

  Can't I have a minute of peace to calm my frantic beating heart?!

  “Hello,” I answered, half angry, half breathless.

  “What were you doing to be all breathless and not answer my call?” Damian's hard and sexy voice came through the phone.

  “What I was doing certainly doesn't concern you,” I replied smoothly, getting him all worked up because of my answer.

  “It certainly does,” he answered calmly. Too calm. “It concerns me if the girl I fuck is fucking with some other guy. I don't want to get some disease,” he said. By now my mouth was open in shock and anger. Is that what he really thought of me?

  “If this is how low you think of the girl you're fucking, then maybe you should stop fucking her,” I snapped before ending the call, not really wanting to hear him say more bullshit. I put my phone on the dashboard and watched as Rose got in the car with a bright smile on her face. She was probably excited to meet Jace again. But again, he'll be spending a week with us. My sister even invited him to her wedding when she went to visit Thomas last week.

  “Are you okay?” Rose asked, pulling me away from my trail of thought. “You seem a bit sad.”. I quickly gave her a smile and shook my head.

  “I'm not,” I told her, not letting the smile fade. I didn't want her to ask me a lot of questions and get her all worried. A smile is all you need to appear happy.

  “You're excited?” Rose asked before squealing.

  “You sure are.” I chuckled as she sped to the hospital.

  “Jace is coming! I mean I'll get to seduce him and all,” she said with a proud smile on her face, making me laugh.

  “Rose! You're twenty-six! Not seventeen!” I exclaimed chuckling.

  “What? I'm sorry but I don't have a sex god, unlike you!” she said, making me gasp at her words. Little did she know that I may no longer have a sex god. “I need to get all this frustration out.” She added as she drove into the hospital's parking.

  “Then go to the gym,” I deadpanned.

  “I'm too lazy. I prefer another type of sport,” Rose said as she wiggled her eyebrows in a suggestive way, making me roll my eyes. As soon as she parked the car, I got out and went to pick up Thomas. Rose seemed to be like half walking and half running: Jace's effect.

  “Rose, Athena,” Jace greeted as soon as he saw us. I nodded in his direction while smiling and soon turned to my little brother who had a huge grin on his face.

  “Athena! I'm finally getting out of here!” Tommy exclaimed in happiness. I ruffled his hair and pecked his cheeks.

  “You're finally getting out of here,” I said and pulled away to pick up his suitcase.

  “Is it necessary that I go?” Jace asked, looking a little bit nervous.

  “Yes. We paid you,” I said playfully and he smiled.

  “Then let's go,” he said before motioning to the door. We all walked to the car, with an overexcited Thomas. A smile crept on my face and my problems with Damian were soon forgotten. Thomas settled in the back seat and I decided to sit next to him. Doctor Jace decided to drive because he was a gentleman. His words. Not mine. Rose sat in the passenger seat and Jace started driving to my parent's mansion following GPS navigation.

  After a few minutes, I turned to look at my little brother and saw that he was sleeping. I lifted him and rested his head on my knees. I noticed that Jace was looking at us in the rearview mirror. I gave him a little smile and he offered me a reassuring one. He knew I was worrying about my brother. Thomas was always a little ball of energy.

  “He's tired.” Jace reassured us. “The nurse told me that he hardly sleeps at night. He would usually read the books that you'd bring,” he explained and I nodded, not really knowing what to say.

  “You care a lot about him.” Rose pointed out, and Jace nodded with a little smile as he glanced sideways at Rose.

  “I should always care for my patients,” he said. “But even though it's unprofessional, Thomas is like my little brother.” Rose nodded and stared at the road. Jace cleared his throat and Rose turned her attention to him. “You look different,” he said, making Rose go pink.

  “Good different or bad different?” Rose asked. Oh no.

  They are going to start flirting and I'll feel like the third wheel.

  “Good different. Very good different,” Jace said, his voice turning deeper. Oh great! I want to sleep too now. As I wasn't sleepy, I turned to the easiest way to escape their conversation.

  Yes, ladies and gentlemen!

  I pulled out my earphones! My savior! My hero! My everything!

  “What are you doing?” When I realized that Rose's question was directed towards me, I lifted my head from my tangled earphones.

  “I'm untangling my earphones,” I mumbled and resumed what I was doing.

  “Why would you do that? Don't you know that it's rude to ignore people?” she asked as she crossed her arms over her chest in my motherly way, making Jace chuckle. I let out a squeal of happiness when my earphones were finally untangled. I motioned to Rose to give me my phone and she did reluctantly.

  “I also know that it sucks to listen to two people flirting. So bye.” I pulled my phone from her hand and watched as she turned bright red again. Jace chuckled at Rose's red face. Soon, I let the music burst out in my ears. I grinned when I saw Rose and Jace talking...a lot. I turned my attention to my phone and saw that I had five missed calls. Three from Damian and two from Alena. I texted Alena to tell her that we would be arriving in a few minutes.

  From: Alena

  Okay.

  I stared at the message before deleting it and resumed to listening to my favorites songs. I played with Thomas hair as I rested my head against the window. I didn't even realize when I fell asleep.

  “Athena.” I felt someone poke me on the face. I stirred a bit, not wa
nting to curse out. “Athena!” the person shouted.

  “Shut the fuck up!” I exclaimed and soon a hand was on my mouth. I opened my eyes to glare at the person and I saw Jace glaring back at me.

  “Don't swear in front of Thomas,” he said, giving me a disapproving glare. I turned my head to see Thomas still sleeping on my knees.

  “He's sleeping,” I whispered and gave Jace a sheepish smile.

  “Come on, we're here. Let me pick Thomas up,” Jace said and I quickly shook my head.

  “Take the suitcases, I'll take him,” I told him as I moved so that I was out of the car in a few seconds.

  “You're sure?” he asked uncertainly as he stared at Thomas's sleeping figure. I nodded and lifted Thomas so that his head was now resting on my shoulder. He wrapped his little arms around my neck, making me smile. I love it when he does that. I started making my way to the front door and Alena and Rose talking.

  “Hey little sister!” Alena exclaimed. I playfully glared at her then looked at Thomas.

  “He's sleeping!” I whispered yelled. She simply gave me a sheepish smile and moved away from the door so that we could step in. I could hear some voices belonging to men but I didn't really give it too much attention.

  Damn. This little man was heavy.

  “Take him to your room in the meanwhile and come back downstairs to meet my fiancé and his brother,” Alena told me as she and Rose walked away. I turned to see Jace coming with the suitcases. One of the maids was helping him so I didn't have to worry about him.

  “Show him the guest room,” I instructed the maid and gave Jace a smile before walking up the stairs.

  Heels, stairs, and a little boy. Definitely not my day.

  Once I reached my room, I avoided staring around, knowing that I'll get all nostalgic and emotional so I simply put Thomas on the bed and I covered him with a blanket before walking out. Jace was waiting for me in the hallway. We both walked down the stairs to finally go meet my future brother in law.

  “Athena! You've done putting Thomas to sleep? Come downstairs,” she yelled from the living room. I huffed and rolled my eyes.