Foreplay

Foreplay

Damon's P O V

“My true mate? Who told you that?” I farrowed my brows as I asked her.

“You can't continue deceiving me, Damon. I am your mother, it hasn't been long you asked me about one's true mate, and recently, you lose control of your wolf. I can only trace those events to one thing, both mean one thing, son. Now, where is she?”

I chuckled and stared at her outstretched hand.

“Mom, you are mistaken. I… I haven't found my true mate, at least it hasn't been confirmed.” I looked away and informed.

“What do you mean confirmed? Is something wrong with the bond between you two?” She probed and sat down.

I sat down in front of her and nodded.

“Something is wrong with her… I… I don't feel that much connection and the spark you always mentioned, it's not there. Furthermore, I don't think of her like my life depends on her wellbeing, to be honest, she seems like a normal girl I can toy around with for a while, someone I can get tired of.” I explained.

“Hmm, that is weird.” Mom grimaced.

“Yes, you see. It's weird, I'm still investigating some things and some situations, I'll be able to confirm if she is my true mate, but something is hindering the mate bond between us from showing the way it's supposed to.” I say.

“Then you have to be quick about that. You shouldn't go on that vacation, I'll speak to your father about it. Stay here and confirm whether she's your mate, a mate is not a joke, Damon. And if you let something happen to her out of ignorance, then your life will never remain the same. If she dies, you might also give up on living if you aren't strong enough. You know what happened to my sister, who got separated from her mate.” Mom sighed.

“I know mom, it won't happen. I already have Dave watching her from afar, no danger will come to her.” I assured her. Mom worries too much.

She nodded and held my hand tightly.

“Son, don't let her slip away before you confirm it, and…bring her to me for blessings once you confirm it. Promise me you'll do just that.”

“I promise you, mom. I'll do just that.” I agreed.

“Okay, good. You can leave now.” She smiled.

I went closer to her and embraced her again.

I know I am known as ruthless, arrogant and unforgiving but with my mom, I'm just a kid.

“Bye,” she waved as I left her chambers and to the car, where Betty sat waiting with her arms folded.

“Your mom still doesn't like me, what can I do to make her like me, Damon?” She pouted, looking like she was about to cry.

“Well, I don't like your father, Betty. I didn't ask you to tell me how I'm going to like him, did I?” “Let's just leave it that way.” I grumbled and turned to the driver.

“You can go,” I instructed.

“Eh, I don't mean to make you mad. Forgive me.” She apologized.

“I'm not angry, Betty. Where do you want to go? Which country?” I inquired.

Her expression changed instantly on hearing me ask.

“California. I want to visit there.” She clapped her hands happily.

“Good, inform your father, so preparation can be made fast,” I say and her smile widened.

Betty, how do I define her? She's a beautiful lady, I know, but I don't like her personality that much. Of course, she's really sweet down there and that's the only reason I'm being nice to her, not because of one marriage that might never happen. I use her to relieve myself of stress most times, although she gives me the bigger stress. I'm just giving in to my father's request now, once I'm able to identify my true mate. All foreplay will end.

But now that we are leaving father's sight, I can have the number of ladies I truly desire over there. She'll regret ever suggesting a vacation.

*

“Where are you going, Damon?” Arya raised a question as she watched the servants pack a few of my things.

“To a vacation, baby, do you want to tag along?” I asked.

“Nope, you are going with Betty, am I right?” She asked.

“Yes, how do you know this?” I inquired.

“Well, I was taking a walk with Matthew when we bumped into her. She informed Matthew of the vacation. She's delighted about it, and I want to avoid spoiling the fun.” She described with her hands as she spoke.

I smile and picked her up. “You won't be ruining my fun, but if you don't want to go, it's fine,” I say.

“I would like to go to but…but I'm resuming class on Monday, Damon.” She pouted.

“I can ask dad to excuse you for a week then. Just one week, what do you think?” I winked.

“Really? You will do that for me? Okay, okay cool. But I want that Aunt to bathe for me over there. Will you bring her along?” She asked, looking excited.

“That Aunt?” I mumbled, knowing who she is asking of.

“Uh…baby, it's a private vacation. I don't think father allows me to bring her along.” I reasoned.

“But it's just for one week, who will bathe me during that period then?” She folded her arms.

“I will, princess. We don't need a maid following us, since you'll be staying for just one week, then I'll bathe you during that period. I promise.” Betty suddenly came in and announced.

“Are you sure about that?” Arya asked, not looking convinced.

“Yes, I promise. Try me out, please?” Betty smiled at Arya, trying to make her agree.

“Okay, I will. It's just one week. I will give it a try.” Arya nodded.

Betty looked up at me with happiness shining in her eyes.

“I'm done with packing. I'm going to sleep here with you this night. I've brought my bags with me, too.” She informed us as she sat down.

*

I walked out of the car with Arya in my arms and Betty beside me to the royal jet.

We got in and sat down, Betty sat in front of me while Arya is still in my arms. It wasn't easy convincing father to let her come with us.

I don't know what Betty and her father's plan is, but I'm not planning on falling into their trap.

“Arya, can you sit down?” I tried making her sit down, but she seems to be asleep, so I gently placed her down beside me.

Anything regarding my mother and Arya, I don't joke with it. I can say they are the two most important people in my life now, and I've got to protect them whatever it causes me.

*

Arriving at a penthouse that has already been booked for a month, I walked Arya down to the room prepared for her. Everything here was prepared quickly.

“Damon, I want to take a bath and I also would like to eat. You can show me around here later.” Arya requested.

“Of course.” I patted her head. “You need to get some rest, it's already late today. Tomorrow we'll start our little tour.” I smiled at her.

“Yeah, I need her to bathe me now. Can you call her?” She requested.

“I'm right here. I'm here for you, princess,” Betty rushed in.

“Take care of her. Moreover, prepare something for her to eat and put her to bed.” I said to Betty before asking the servants here where my room is.

“Sir, we prepared your room. Please follow me,” a man who seems to be in his late forties said. Betty employed them to make this place clean before our arrival.

I followed him from behind, we climbed the stairs and finally got to a room.

“Sir, your bags have been brought in. Everything you require is inside,” he pointed out.

“Good.” I nodded as I went into the house. He smells human.

“Wait, whose bag is this?” I turned to ask him.

“Sir, I thought she is your wife. She said that you two will be sharing a room, that is the reason your bags are in there.” The man answered.

What is she planning?

“Okay, you may leave.” I waved for him to leave, he closed the door before disappearing.

I picked up my bag and arranged some of my wears in the closet before taking a shower.

Furthermore, I lie down on the bed to sleep, but her image popped into my head.

I picked up my phone and video called Matthew, I could have mind linked him, but we are too far away from each other.

“Hi, are you there already?" Matthew's face popped out from the other end.

“Yes, are you doing what I asked you to do?

Fill me in on what you guys discovered.” I requested.

“Um, your Highness, we haven't been able to discover much. Her parents aren't her biological parents though, we discovered that they had just one child who is her age mate, but the girl died and reports say the girl died from being too weak. I think the man and the woman took her in to probably cover up for the loss of their only child.

“Hmm,” I hummed. “They didn't go through an adoption process, or did they?” I consulted.

“No, they didn't. It was a secretive thing, people don't know about this. Just the parents and, well, probably that friend of hers that knows this. I'm not sure the girl knows this either.” Matthew answered.

What the fûck are they hiding? I thought to myself.

“So, you don't know how they got her, did you?” I probed.

“No, I don't. It's secretive, all evidence has been cleared, but we'll keep investigating. I just want to ask for your permission to interrogate the parents and also force them into speaking the truth.” He asked.

“Force them? Well, do what you must do but make sure she doesn't find out about it. It seems like she loves them.” I ordered.

“Okay, I'll do just that.” I see him nod.

“Dave is keeping an eye on her, right?” I questioned.

“Well, you should ask him. He is with me here.” He said and handed the phone to Dave.

“Hi!!” He waved as a child would.

“Go straight to the point, Dave. Stop behaving like a kid,” I frowned.

“You are always too serious. Anyway, she's okay. She's just been in her room claiming to be sick. I don't know the main reason behind it, though.”

“Claiming to be sick? How come you don't know the reason she's like that, then?” My frown deepened.

“Uh… I'm sorry, but I'm not always with her 24|7, what you just need to know is that she's perfectly fine. She's saving me a lot of stress by staying in one place.” He grinned, annoying me the more.

“You scumbag. I hope she's not sick as you claimed, or you'll have yourself to blame.” I scoffed and ended the video call.

I heard footsteps approaching and dropped the phone.

The door opened, and she entered wearing a seductive smile.

“Are you sleeping? Don't sleep. We'll have lots of fun tonight.” She winked and went to her bags.

She searched through it, and after she was done went into the bathroom.

I closed my eyes, ready to welcome sleep when I felt something wet on my cheek. I fluttered my eyes open to see Betty beside me on the bed, her face pretty close to mine.

“I told you not to sleep, didn't I?” She smiled before balancing herself on me.

She laid on me then kissed my cheek.

“I need you, please make love to me. It's been a while already.” She cooed as she kissed my cheek down to my neck and chest.

“I'm sleepy, Betty,” I mumbled.

“No, I'm so horny. Can't you feel my hot body? Please don't reject me.” She whispered and soon joined her lips with mine.

I responded to her kisses after some time. She's trying my patience.

I slowly sat up from the bed and next I was on top of her, ready to devour her. I mean, I like her because of her body anyway.

She's only good at satisfying my sexual needs.

She pulled down her pants and removed the bra covering her not too small boobs.

“I want you inside me now. I don't need any foreplay, just get in, please.” She moaned out like a needy bitch.

But…she's not the type, though. What is her plan?

I'll have to see.