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Iris's Pov.“I will kill him,” Xander stated, turning to me.My eyes widened.“What? No. That's—”“I'll kill anyone who ever dares to lay a finger on you.” He walked closer, cupping my cheeks.“You can't just keep killing people, Xander. Maybe Ethan deserved what he got but I don't want to live such a life anymore.” I said as I lifted my hands to hold his arms. I stood on my toes to kiss his lips and I felt him relax against me. His lips moved to my neck and the feeling of his tongue on my skin made me want to ride him into oblivion. My hands lowered to cup his growing bulge.I gave it a gentle squeeze and his breathing started getting heavier. I had him right where I wanted.Xander was a dominant man but I want to make him fall on his knees for me by taking control.“You like it when I do that?” I whispered.His jaw clenched and I heard an animalistic growl erupt from his chest. His eyes darkened and his lips parted.“You…”His words drifted away and I chuckled.“What? You were so re

Iris's Pov.The host's house was right by the beach, so the party was kind of like a beach party. It was ten pm, and I was sitting by the bonfire, chatting with some of the people from Emilia's clique. I had missed this, actually talking and having fun with people my age.“I'm going to get another drink,” I said as I stood up and made my way to the table where the drinks were. But the kind I wanted wasn't there. It was all gone.“Seriously? Ughh!” I sighed in exasperation.I looked up at the house, pretty sure there should still be some in the kitchen or somewhere in the house. I walked up the stone path to the back of the house and walked in through the open back door.It was dark, but enough light from the sunset to see where I was going and I easily found the kitchen.I stopped in my tracks when I saw a guy standing by the counter, drinking a beer. I immediately recognized him. It was Jake, one of Ethan's friends.His gaze raised when he heard me walk closer. I had never spoken to

Iris's Pov.He pinched my clit, making me let out a moan. My pussy was aching and I felt desperate to feel him inside me. Watching his wet hair and body only made me even more needy. But I bit my tongue not uttering a word. He looked down at my face, still pressed against me.“Are you not going to beg to be fucked? Don't you want me to make you feel good?” He whispered, leaning closer. He slapped my clit, making me jolt. I tried to be strong so I shook my head. If I spoke, it would only be pleading words.“Hmm, then I'd better be on my way.” He started backing away and I gave up. I grabbed his shoulders, pulling him closer.“Please.” I breathed.His hands moved to squeeze my waist.“What do you want, hmm?” He said in a dark voice. His intense gaze made my pussy clench together.“Fuck me, Xander.”He chuckled and lifted his hand to grab my jaw.“I won't just fuck you. I want to destroy your pussy.”He lifted me and my leg wrapped around his waist. Without warning, he shoved himself ins

Iris's Pov.I woke up in an empty bed, much to my disappointment. However, my mood was lifted by the smell of bacon. I walked out of the room and towards the stairs still wearing his very big shirt. Xander was much taller than I, so his shirt reached my thighs, or sometimes even my knees.I went into the kitchen where I saw that breakfast was already made. Xander was sitting on one of the chairs, putting food on the plates. He smiled at me when he noticed my presence. It warmed my heart, his whole existence did.“Good morning, angel.”“Good morning.”He had made pancakes, eggs, and bacon and I couldn't wait to start gobbling it all down. I walked to sit on the chairs by the kitchen island next to Xander but he frowned.“What are you doing?”I became confused.“Sitting?” I replied, not sure what he wanted me to say and he rolled his eyes playfully.“You know I want you to sit here.” He said as he patted his thigh. I chuckled as I reached to grab a couple of pancakes to put on my plate.

Iris's Pov.He kissed my jaw and mumbled some praise words. Then he backed away, stepping off from the bed. He started undressing until he was only in his underwear. The moonlight made his body look Godlike.I felt more heat gather between my thighs and I clenched my legs together. I watched him as he got something else out of the dresser and I frowned, not really recognizing the item. He smirked when he saw my confused expression and he walked to the end of the bed.“This.” He started, putting one of the handcuffs around my ankle and locking it to the bed.“Will keep you from moving.”He did the same to my other ankle and now my legs were forced to be apart, giving him a view of my soaked center. I felt vulnerable under his intense stare and butterflies formed in my stomach. He then walked to stand beside me and brought something forward. I backed my head away.“What's that?”“A blindfold.”I let him put it around my head and it became totally black before my eyes. I tried to focus o

Xander's Pov.She tried to look back at me but I pressed her harder against the railing. I brought one hand under her dress, feeling the skin of her bare ass under my fingers. Just caressing her soft skin made my pants tighten but I wouldn't fuck her just yet.I spanked her ass and she yelped. The sound made me growl. She was fucking making this hard.Me to be precise. I spanked her again and she tried to get out of my hold.“Isn't this what you wanted? For me to punish you for acting like a brat?”She nodded.Wrong way to answer.“You better use your fucking words before I take you inside and throw you on the table to fuck you in front of everyone.”“Yes.” She breathed.“This is what I wanted.”My fingers moved down to graze over her panties. She was soaked.“So wet for me already. You love when I spank you, don't you baby?”“Yeah.”I pushed her underwear aside and without warning, pushed two fingers inside her tight cunt.She let out a soft moan. I started moving them in and out and

Damon’s POVThree months earlier“So, you got a new tattoo?”The voice of the therapist pulled me out of my thoughts, and I pulled my gaze away from the window facing the garden, looking down at the still-fresh tattoo on my arm.“Yeah..” I murmured, tracing a finger across the face on the tattoo, lingering around the eyes that stared back at me.“When?” The female therapist asked, and I shrugged, not taking my eyes off the tattoo.“Just a few weeks back, I guess.”“Really? Can I see?”“Sure,” I mumbled, heaving a sigh.She rose to her feet and moved around her desk, coming over to where I sat and leaning forward behind me.“Wow,” she exclaimed quietly, a little amazement in her voice. “That’s a unique face. A pretty one, at that.”“Yeah, I know right?” I replied, the corners of my lips tilting up in a small smile. “It’s a face I keep seeing in my dreams, Andrea.”Andrea, my therapist, stood back then and observed me closely, almost lik

Iris’s POVA year laterI stood at the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony of the condo, admiring the beautiful night view, my mind a melancholic mess.It had been that way since that night after Damon had fallen off that cliff.And we hadn’t seen him since.There was nowhere we hadn’t looked.But Damon was nowhere to be found.I’d cried and cried for months, but to my greatest despair, that was all I could do.Sometimes I wished Luca hadn’t showed up with Gary when he did, because then I’d have been killed too, and I wouldn’t have to deal with this pain.At least I’d be dead and buried, probably alongside him.It was as I’d seen him falling off that cliff that I knew I was in love with Damon Vyon, my heart falling right out with him.And I never got a chance to tell him how I felt…“What are you thinking about?”I whirled around to see Luca standing at the balcony door, watching me with a sober expression on his face.He too, had not remained the same ever since Damon disappeared

Iris’s POVThe gun fell out of my trembling hand, clattering to the floor.Did he just ask me to shoot Damon?No, no. I couldn’t.Sighing and pushing his fingers through his hair, Zach bent down and picked up the gun, approaching me menacingly. “Don’t piss me off, pretty girl,” he snapped, his tone laced with derision, as he pressed the gun into my hand again. “Shoot him, I said.”“No!” I screamed now, intentionally throwing the gun far from me, and as it tumbled over the cliff, Zach let out a deep growl and whirling around, he struck me heavily across the cheek.“Fucking bastard!” Damon yelled, struggling viciously to break free of his chains, and tears blurring my vision, I stared down at him, knowing very well that this would end badly.How could we possibly get out of this?What miracle could happen?“Hey you,” Zach snapped his fingers at one of his men, “get me another gun.” They quickly came forward, presenting him with a new gun, and he took it, observing it closely.“Now,” he

Damon’s POVI stared up at the chief coward—Zach, was it?—my vision blurring.Ah. So it was him? The one I’d replaced?This story he recounted.. triggered the memory of a day I’d kept buried and locked up, unconsciously, the pain coming right back and whipping me emotionally.That little boy from back then. I stared at the scar on his chest, remembering how I’d felt seeing him bleed out on the floor that day.“You seem to be getting your fucking memories back, don’t you?” Zach spat, his eyes growing darker than they were already.Of course, that day had been a fucking bloody day. So how could I forget?*****Fifteen years ago“W-what are you doing here?” The man who called himself my father stuttered, staring at me with a fear I’d never seen in his eyes before.We stood facing each other on the rooftop of his new law firm, a stick of cigar in his hand, dark circles underneath his eyes.Had he even been sleeping? Well, how could he sleep, after he sold me off to that maniac of a mafia

Damon’s POVHe glared at me for a long time, saying nothing, his eyes taking on a distant look. Then rising to his feet, he cleared his throat.“It’s your money, quite alright,” he started, shoving his fingers in his pocket, alongside the flash drive, “but this money is nothing compared to what you stole from me, Damon.”What the heck was he talking about? What exactly would I steal from a stranger like him? Someone I knew nothing about?He stopped pacing for a while, staring down at me. “You might have forgotten,” he scoffed, “seeing how fucking clueless you look right now.”“Look,” I started, frustration climbing into my tone, against my will, “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, or how you got your hands on that. But if it’s the money you want, you can keep it.” “Just let her go,” I added, nodding in Iris’s direction. “She has nothing to do with any of this.”He looked back at her for a moment, then threw his head back in a maniacal laughter, shaking his head.“Who sai

Damon’s POVThe slap of the wind on my face was what woke me up this time. Slowly, I peeled my eyes open, every part of my body aching, my head throbbing painfully.Where was I now?Fuck…Iris..There was no time, and here I was..lying around, letting that weird woman keep putting me down.Looking around, I slowly realized where I was. On a cliff? How come? How did I get here? That weird woman couldn’t have carried me here all alone, right?This was a cliff..had to be. That was one explanation for this much breeze and open space.Grunting, I tried to move around, and I was a bit disappointed to find that I was still bound by wrists and ankles. What was I expecting?I tried to turn around then, and someone’s foot pressed into my back, pushing me back to the ground.“Well, well,” an unfamiliar voice rang out from behind me, cold and rusty, and excited, “look who we have here.”I tried to turn around, to see who had joined us, but the person that had their stinky foot on my back pressed i