Chapter One Hundred and eightteen

Ariana's POV;

"Hey, you're back early." I said to Damien the moment he walked into my room. I placed my laptop aside and climbed down the bed to welcome him.

"How was your first day back?" I asked, pulling away from the embrace but he held me in place.

"Crazy." He shook his head like he couldn't believe it.

"You mind telling me about it?" I inquired.

"I'll tell you later tonight."

"You're insinuating that you want me to sleep over at your room for this reason?" I tilted my head to give him one of my suspicious glances while I couldn't fight the smile on my face.

"You said that yourself, I didn't." He smirked while I giggled slightly.

"Fine. I'm only agreeing to this because you were a good boy yesterday and didn't take advantage of me being asleep to go against our deal." I agreed sporting a cheeky grin.

"A good boy? I'm offended." He feigned a frown.

"You have a little frown there let me help you wipe it off." I said softly and put my lips on his.

"You're... tempting... me." He said in between kisses.

"Go freshen up. I have something for you downstairs." I informed after breaking away.

"What is it?" He asked, pecking my shoulder blade.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." I used his lines against him.

He drew back and gave me a questioning glance.

"Go on!" I hurried him out of the room with a slight shove.

***

"Open your eyes..." I sang out and he slowly did.

"Happy birthday babe." I placed the cake in front of him on the kitchen island.

"You baked this?"

"Yup and I made one for Amy too. I'm sorry, I didn't know about your birthday on time, I would have gotten you a better gift."

He hushed me with a kiss.

"Having you here is the best gift for me."

"You're so cheesy." I giggled and nuzzled him.

"Mom, they're at it again!" Fiona's loud yell startled us.

"Are you never in school young lady?" Damien frowned.

"My high school graduation was last week." She deadpanned.

"And you missed it, big brother." She seemed really upset about it.

"I was bed ridden, you know that."

"I still expected you to congratulate me or something. You don't even ask how I'm doing so it's no surprise you don't care about all that." She sniffled.

"Fiona..." He groaned and sighed. Then, he walked over and held her close in one of those kinds of hugs only big brothers could give.

"I'm sorry I missed it, I really am. Don't cry please." He patted her head awkwardly and mouthed that I should help him.

I shook my head. He had better clean up his mess himself. His glare was vengeful.

"How can I make it up to you? What do you want?" He asked the sobbing teenager.

"A car..." She sniffled once again.

"Done."

"Really?!" She exclaimed excitedly, her tears had miraculously disappeared.

"Yes." He grinned.

"And an increase in my allowance?" She asked with hopeful eyes.

"Don't push it, young woman." He deadpanned and her shoulders dropped.

"It was worth the shot." She said with a slight head shake.

"Thanks Damy!" She hopped off knowing fully well how much Damien hated that nickname.

I laughed as I saw him cringe.

"Anywho, let's put this back in the fridge, we'll have it for dessert after dinner tonight."

"Yes ma'am." He said and helped me put it back place.

We walked towards the stairs but then he piloted me away from it.

"Where are you taking me?"

"To the lift."

"I thought it wasn't working." I looked up at his stubbled chin.

"Why would I have something dysfunctional in my home and not do anything about it?" His rhetorical question was amusing because he actually looked bewildered at the thought of anything like that.

"Oh I forgot that you're the billionaire Damien Liam Kingston." I rolled my eyes. We were already on our floor.

"When you call my name like that it's actually very sexy." He drew me backwards by my waist and whispered in my ear.

"I'm out of here." I scurried away leaving him roaring in laughter behind me.

"I have some work to do, see you later babe."

"Yeah, later." I subtly waved and got into my bedroom to continue working as well.

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Dinner came and went, Amy had gone partying with Jesse accompanying her and I would have followed but you know who wouldn't let me out of his sight.

Speaking of which, I was currently trying on a dark blue, lace trimmed V-neck night gown that stopped above my knees. I applied some perfume behind my ears and packed my hair up in a bun. Then, I slid into my bunny slippers, picked up my robe, wore it and carried my phone before exiting the room after saying goodnight to Mico who was already crouched in his bed.

I twisted the door knob and got in without knocking. Damien was typing furiously on his laptop, it was almost like he didn't notice me come in. I inwardly groaned.

The workaholic was slowly returning to his usual ways.

I took off my slippers and climbed into the bed, still watching him as I pulled the covers over me.

"Er erm." I cleared my throat emphatically, hoping it would gain his attention.

"Hey babe, gimme a minute, I just need to finish replying this email." He said reaching out to squeeze on my thigh with his eyes still glued to his laptop's screen.

"Alright, done. I'm all yours." He said, putting his system aside finally.

"Yay. So, tell me about your first day." I propped my elbow on one of the pillows and he did same, facing me fully.

"Well, the staff gave me an overwhelming welcome today." He went on to narrate how it went.

"That's so sweet." I said when he was done speaking.

"And giving them half the day off was really nice of you. You really put yourself in their good books today." I commended.

"I guess they'll hate me a little less now." He shrugged.

"Sure." I chuckled.

"So what else happened?" I was eager to know all about his day.

"I had a few meetings and the second one threw me off balance for a while." He said, turning to stare up at the ceiling, laying on his back.

"What happened?"

"I don't think I want to talk about it right now." He shook his head.

"Damien..." I called out in a warning tone.

"No more secrets. Remember what happened the last time?" I reminded him of how hesitations like these rocked our relationship - one, we were still trying to fix - in the not so distant past.

He sighed, sat up and held my hands.

"You're right, no secrets." He said, staring into my eyes and I nodded.

"So what is it?" I probed.

"Someone came in with a great business deal but I've had personal relations with this person and I feel like it's going to be risky working closely with this person."

The way his eyes sunk deeper and his brows knotted as he spoke, vividly showed how greatly worried he was.

"I need a direct confession babe, who's this person?" I curiously searched his eyes for a clue.

"She's my ex from ten years ago."

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets at the mention of that.

"Whoa!"

"Same thing I said when I saw her." He said.

"Isn't there some way you can take this deal and not work so closely with her?" I needed to know.

"I guess I can work my way around it. Don't worry about it babe, she's not a threat to us." He said pecking my cheek.

"She better not." I muttered, fighting back a giggle cause of how his stubble tickled my cheek.

"This looks so good on you." He huskily said, rubbing his lips over my neck as his hands ran over the fabric of my night dress.

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He tugged the robe off and dragged my bare legs down into the bed and trapped me with his knees on either side of them so I was laying underneath his rock hard body.

His hands were all over me and I was yearning for a deeper and more intimate touch so I pulled him down so his lips could finally be on mine.

I took his shirt off and moaned at the feel of his bare chest even as our kisses intensified.

My hands found his and slowly I led him to my breasts. He squeezed hard and left my lips to kiss them.

I was waiting for him to do the usual but it seemed he had other plans because I felt his finger rub on my clit for the first time ever. My breath hitched in my throat.

With his right knee, he nudged my legs further apart so he could be between them. He rubbed on my clit for a little longer through my panty. Then he pushed the little fabric aside and separated my folds with his two if his fingers while his thumb massaged my clit.

I was soaking wet by the time he started his torture of slowly going in and out of me.

"Damien!" I moaned out even louder when his lips found their way one of my nipples and his tongue teasingly rolled on it.

I held tightly on to the sheets as he pleasured me all at once.

"Fuck me please!" The words rolled off my tongue subconsciously while I was in the middle of my high.

Everything came to a halt after that. His eyes met mine.

"Are you sure you want me to do that?" He asked and I suddenly had a rethink, I didn't think I was ready for that. Not yet.

I shook my head vigorously, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

"I thought so." He dropped a lasting kiss and carried me to the bathroom to get me cleaned up before we snuggled to sleep.