Faking it with Damian Black by Louise Jane

Chapter 2

-Damian-

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

my b*dy 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 collapsed 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 twe were together, everything aroundfaded 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 drovecrazy 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 declared the sfeelings

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 claws of guilt appeared around my throat and chest, chokingback to

reality.

I pushed off the bed. Sonja’s lithe hands reached for mine. “Cback to bed.

Givefive, 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.

Nob*dy out there could pullout of this mess other than myself. I am better

than this. Nancy would be ashamed ofif 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 tI learned she was married. When I told

her I’d stop coming over, she threatened to take suicide. My conscience wouldn’t

letrest 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 l*ps. Her brunette

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 showoff to her friends. Her husband,

SilveBlanchet, was twice older than me, with a beer belly and stale breath.

With all the money in his bank accounts, 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 hiredto do a background ch*ck on him. That guy’s business is

f ucked up, and it’s only a matter of tbefore the Bureau of Investigations pin

their eyes on

him.

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“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 play 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 the lampshade on a

frown creating her forehead “You’re leaving

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 letrest 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 stoff I need to think

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

Anger simantred within me. I wring her hands offand stood, pinning her

with a searing gaze, but once my eyes dropped to her perfect ti ts, n*pples 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

Silveso 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 tI 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 n*ked Long lashes fiuttered as she

looked up atwith those beautiful eyes

“I love you too. Damian, she said, wrapping her arms around my n*eck and

pressing her l*ps 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 t“But I cannot divorce SilveThe

doctor said we should avoid stressing him out. His heart is enlarged and filing a

divorce “She shook her head, stepping away from“He can’t survive that, and

I don’t want to be blamed 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 ton 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 slappedwith 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 lovelike 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 l*ps 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 Silvedies

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 ch*st 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 Tellat divorce Saverio, can you

support my neeth with your incas a guitar player And where will we live in

your stinky apartment above that all tbar

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 player living in a sunky apartment

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I headed for the door. Sonja crushing to me, huggingfrom 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 beggingto

stay after belittlingthe way she did, I’m glad 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 pastand 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 wantto 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’ll cback 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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