Chapter Seven

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Penyamaran's POV

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! This is a flashback memory !

"How long has it been? A year?" Damien chuckles at my face of lust, sweat and tears dripping down. He moves a hand, wiping away the tears with his thumb and thrusting harsher than what I remembered he could do.

"D-Damien!" I cry out, watching his eyes go dark and an evil grin appears on his face. "Damien! You're scaring me, s-" I'm cut off by a loud moan escaping my mouth along with a stream of tears as he picks up his pace and begins to become rougher again.

"Shh, you're just not used to it." He smiles, kissing my cheek, watching me cry my eyes out as I use an arm to cover my face. "God, you're so cute when you cry like a small pup." He gently nibbles my neck, carrying on without a word.

"I-it hurts, Damien. . ." I whimper, listening to him sigh. He moves my arm from my face, placing it above my head strongly and kissing me, sucking on my lips and curling his tongue around mine.

He pants, pulling off. "It will." He simply answers, diving right back into the kiss and pausing his thrusting, allowing us to both have a break. "Do you want to stop?" I gulp, sheepishly nodding. He smiled gently, pulling out and laying next to me. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I-I'm just not used to it! I'll be better next time. . ." He kissed my head lightly, pulling the duvet over us both.

"You're fine just how you are. . ."

"Says you, you're always bringing girls and other boys to the dorms. . ." He chuckles, Pulling me into a kiss to shut me up.

"Either way, I'll always be attached to you," I muffle a string of protests, gripping his chest as he moves back on top, "and you'll always be mine, whether you want to or not." I huff, crossing my arms moodily. "You're so cute when you become moody." He smiles and I become flustered, grumbling. "Alright, time to get up." He moves off, walking to his wardrobe and opening it.

"Do we really have to go to school?" I ask, getting out the bed.

"Of course, you have tests today." He smiles almost immediately as he says that. "Ohh, you don't want to do your tests." I gulp, walking over to him and hugging him from behind.

"No, I don't. The tests are too hard."

"Penny, you're just saying that because you like acting like an idiot. . ."

"I do, don't I?" I smile up at him goofily, huffing childishly when he ruffles up my hair. "Hey, Damien. . ." He looks down at me with a confused expression.

"Yes?"

"Will you promise to love me no matter what?" He smiles, pulling my chin up to face him, picking me up and kissing me.

"Fuck this."

"What. . ?" I ask, watching him push me down back onto the bed.

"We're having sex."

! End of flashback !

I quickly sit up, my face feeling hot as sweat drips down. I breathe heavily, looking up at him while drool runs down my jaw and neck.

"You look so adorable, Penny." He smirks, kissing me and holding the back of my head gently.

"Damien, wait-" He pulls off, looking at me. "Do you promise to love me?" I see a smile creeping onto his face and he kisses me again, pinning me strongly onto the bed. I gulp, looking up at him innocently. He kisses my forehead before laying his head on my chest, allowing me to play with his unusually fluffy hair.

"I promise." I smile gently, then look up to the door creaking open. Damien sits up, looking at the person at the door. The butler steps in, looking at us both without an expression.

"Sir, Yasuharu has woken up from his sleep, he seems to be in distress." He calmly says, shivering as Damien gets up, walks over and passes him. Damien goes straight to Yasuharu's room and I sit up silently.

"You can leave now. . ." I say getting up from the bed and grabbing some clothes, glancing at him leaving without a single word. I sigh gently, pulling on a button-up shirt, trousers and some black socks. I walk out the room, following the sound of Damien's soothing voice, stopping at the doorway of an open room. "How is he, Damien?" I ask, stepping in slowly and wandering over.

"In a lot of pain." I watch Yasu look up at me with tears in his eyes and I sigh gently, sitting next to him on the bed.

"Go get him some food, Damien - and make sure it's soft." Damien nods, gently pulling his younger brother off him and placing him on the bed next to me.

"I'll be back in a few minutes, Yasu." He kisses his forehead,

smiling at him gently and standing up, walking out the room. Yasuharu looks up at me with a scared expression and I stroke his hair.

"We can't quite get rid of each other, can we?" He blinks, smiling lightly and hugging me. I rub his back in a comforting way, putting my chin on his head as he nuzzles into my body. I shiver at his warm breath crawling around my neck and collarbone, I look down at him, lightly blushing from how sensitive my skin seemed to be. I use my other hand to stroke his hair, silently waiting for Damien to return. I feel Yasu squirming in my arms and I pull away slightly. "What is it?" I follow his gaze to the doorway and I growl under my breath.

The male smiled at us both, leaning onto the doorway, his smile devilish and quite luring. "So, how's he dealing with being mute?" He asks, crossing his arms.

"Why did Damien let you in, Justin."

"He didn't, his father did." I gulp, pulling Yasu closer and narrowing my eyes at Justin. "Now, please answer me."

"He's doing just fine." I mumble, moving and laying him under his duvet. "Can we take this somewhere else? He needs to have some rest." Justin sighs, glancing at his victim and nodding, walking out the room with me following close behind. I follow him down a few hallways, already getting confused about where we are going. He pauses at a door, opening it and letting me go in first.

"So, what did you want to talk about." He suddenly says after a long minute of silence. I look up at him, glaring.

"Why did you bother coming here? With his father of all people!" I hiss, trying not to be too loud.

"I did what I did for reasons. He cheated on me with some alpha." I gulp, but don't avert his gaze. "You're going pale." He says, moving over and pulling me into his body. I tense up, glaring up at him.

"Hands off. . ." I mumble, and wince as he tightens his grip. He grips my legs, pulling them up to wrap around his waist. "What are you doing?!" I yell, trying to hi him, but failing as he catches my wrist.

"Calm down, you're getting stressed again like back in the hospital." I huff in his face, yelping as his grip around my waist tightens again. "Now shut it. I'm taking you down to Damien." I gulp, hesitantly leaning into him, staring at the ground. He grumbles quietly, turning and walking out the room and down the stairs, I hear a chair sliding and a low growl.

"Get off him, Justin." Damien says loudly, walking over and prying him off me, taking me into his arms.

"Oh, don't yell at me! He looked sick." Damien paused, looking down at me, placing a hand on my forehead.

"Right, sorry." He muttered, pulling me closer. "He's got a fever." Justin scoffed, passing Damien and walking towards his father.

"Damien, where is Yasuharu?" I look up and shiver, staring up at a male with bright red eyes, neat pitch black hair. He was wearing a black suit with a white button-up shirt.

"He should be in his room asleep." He answers, stroking my hair.

"He has a doctor appointment this weekend. Remember." He pats Damien's head and he blushes from embarrassment. I stroke his cheek, kissing it when I lean up.

"Will do, Dad," He smiles gently down at me, ruffling up my hair. "I'm going to take Penny to bed to have some rest before his fever gets worse. His father nods, locking eyes with mine for a few seconds before I quickly look away. Damien begins to walk away, jogging up the stairs and towards his room. He pauses and I watch a smile come to his face. "He always likes the smell of my bed." I look up,then to the bed and pause.

"I'll keep him company, you go deal with your father, Damien." He sighs, kissing my forehead and letting me down slowly. My legs wobble and he helps me to the bed, pulling off my socks for me and helps me under the duvet. He kisses my cheek gently and then leaves the room, silent.