Lechna_Baram

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. 

      "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

Masked Feelings

Alena and Dean were currently at Damian's house but the latter decided that it was a good idea to inform my sister that I fainted. I glared at the sexy man who was leaning against the wall and smirking at me. My sister was sitting in the couch with Dean sitting next to her. 


"Stop glaring at me" Damian said, amusement glimmering in his beautiful eyes. I glared harder. 


"Stop smirking at me" I retorted and turned to look at my sister when I heard her sigh.


"You guys are simply impossible" Alena breathed. 


"Uh oh" we all turned out attention to Dean who was sitting just next to Alena with his laptop on his lap. He was staring at something the screen and it seemed to be really interesting. He quickly rose his head to look at Damian. His eyes were wide open. "You're in some deep shit, brother" Dean mumbled. I quickly sat next to him and pulled the laptop to me. My mouth dropped open at the celebrity blog. 


'The Rich Damian Spears and The Rebel Athena Williams in a relationship?' 


Chapter 50: News