Masked Feelings

by Lechna Baram

  As I reached Thomas, I asked him if he would like to sit next to Rosemary and the little boy nodded happily before going next to her. Let me tell you that Rosemary was not happy at all when she saw Damian sitting next to me.

  “Why are you not sitting next to me, Damian?” she asked softly as she stared at my man with puppy eyes. My man. Back off bitch.

  “Because I don't want to?” Damian responded coolly as dinner was served.

  “You're my boyfriend,” Rosemary said through gritted teeth.

  “Here we don't have to act. Everyone knows that it's only for publicity that we're together. So don't talk to me, unless we're in a public place,” Damian said harshly.

  I knew that he was getting worked up. He seemed to love Rosemary a lot. I took a deep breath and put my hand on his thigh, caressing him in a soothing way. I could hear him exhale in relief at my touch.

  Soon, dinner was over and I tucked Tommy in bed. The little boy fell asleep so fast. I walked out of the room to see Jasmine walking down the corridor, holding her phone between her ear and her shoulder and carrying two huge bags. I quickly walked to her and motioned her to give the bag to me. She sighed in relief and handed me one of the bags.

  “Yes sir. Sure. I will let her know. Goodbye.” She ended the call and huffed in annoyance.

  “Everything okay?”

  “My sister thought it would be cool to let me carry all this to the room while she tries to snog Damian again,” she said.

  Rosemary was trying to snog Damian again. I really want to see if her attempts are successful or not. When I entered the room, I gave her a smile and placed the bag on the bed. She was going to be alone, so I decided to keep her company.

  “She's still not over Damian?” I asked, trying to get some information out of her.

  “It's not that. Rosemary hates to lose control over someone. When she and Damian were together, the guy was lovesick. He would do anything for her,” Jasmine explained as she sat on the bed and stared at me. “Seems like hatred filled his heart for my sister when he found out that Rosemary has been cheating on him.” She shook her head in disappointment.

  “Why would your sister cheat on Damian? I mean, he's damn perfect.” I sighed at the thought of Damian. Well, he wasn't perfect. Nobody is perfect. But his body was. The sex was.

  “That's a tough question,” she answered with a shrug. “My sister is stupid. She didn't realize real love when she found it. She preferred sleeping around rather than sticking to one faithful sexy man,” she said. I could see her eyes twinkling as she said sexy. Yeah, Damian was sexy.

  “What about Dean?”

  “Dean? We were dating. We broke up because we fell out of love,” she said with a smile which didn't reach her eyes. “I don't cheat unlike my sister.”

  “You don't like your sister?” She turned to look at me and eyed me suspiciously.

  “You could work for the FBI,” she said, chuckling. “You ask a lot of questions,” she finally said as I went to sit next to her. I sighed and let my body fall on the bed. She did the same and we both stared at the ceiling.

  “I'm bored and as your sister is busy seducing Damian, why not keep you company?” I asked with a smile. She smiled and turned to look at me.

  “You're cool,” she said with a grin.

  “I know,” I answered proudly, making her chuckle.

  “And my sister hates you already,” she said, making my eyes go wide.

  “Why?”

  “Because Damian sat next to you,” she answered. I scoffed and sat up.

  “How old is she?”

  “We're both twenty-three” she said with a grin.

  “Twins?” She nodded. They look nothing alike. They were not identical twins. “Good thing that you guys are not identical because you're way sexier than her,” I muttered. She laughed and shook her head in disbelief.

  “You're lesbian?” As soon as the words left her mouth, I burst out laughing.

  “No, I'm not! Why would you think that?”

  “Keeping me company. Saying that I'm sexy. Getting to know me better,” she said with one raised eyebrow.

  “No, I'm straight as a stick,” I teased and she laughed.

  “If the stick is ever broken, you know where to find me,” she said with a wink and my jaw dropped open. “I'm bisexual,” she clarified. I laughed and nodded.

  “I'll keep that in mind,” I said and that's when we heard a knock on the door. We both turned to see Damian standing there, his jaw clenched, his eyes glaring at us.

  “Athena, can I talk to you?” he asked, his voice strangely calm and husky. I mentally drooled and I turned to say goodbye to Jasmine when I noticed that she was in the same state as I was. Stop drooling over him!

  “That's why I'm not fully lesbian,” she mumbled and at her words, I burst out laughing while shaking my head.

  “I'll talk to you later?” I said standing up. Jasmine nodded her head with a big smile on her face.

  “Yeah. You know where to find me,” she said as she turned to the bags.

  “If you're somehow bored, there's my friend Rose that must be somewhere around, Go and find her,” I said as I got out of the room. As soon as the door closed, Damian had me pinned to the wall, with my hands on the either side of my head. He was breathing heavily. I could feel anger radiating from him.

  Did I do something wrong?

  Chapter 15

  Balcony

  “Damian, what's wrong?” I asked softly as his eyes fixed themselves on my lips.

  He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He let go of my hands and then put them on either side of my head. He rested his forehead against mine.

  “I need you,” he said and I could hear the control that was present in his voice. “Right now,” he then said through gritted teeth. I blinked several times and before I even processed what was happening, Damian was already pulling me towards his room.

  “Damian!” I exclaimed, tugging at my hand. What the hell was wrong with him? I let him pull me into his room and once the door was locked, I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I asked as my eyes skimmed my wrist which was already red because of his tight grip. He walked towards me, his eyes on me. I gulped slightly, knowing that I was ready to give him whatever he wanted.

  “I want you,” he whispered as he pulled me to his chest.

  He buried his face in the crook of my neck, making me inhale in relief. I liked the proximity. I liked it whenever he was close to me, whenever his hands would roam over my body. I let my hands crawl in his hair and I gently tugged on it so that he was now rested his forehead against mine.

  “What's wrong?” I asked again and watched as he took a deep breath.

  “I just want to fuck you senseless, Athena,” he said, sounding slightly annoyed. I rolled my eyes and pulled away. “Remember the deal? You'll let me fuck you whenever I want to?” I glared at him and backed against the wall, so that I was now leaning against it while he sat on the bed.

  “Yeah, I remember the deal,” I spat. “I also remember saying that I'll have sex with you whenever I want to. And right now, I don't want to.” I snapped as I glared at the arrogant sexy jerk sitting in front of me.

  I pushed myself off the wall and walked to the door, but soon I was pushed against it. I could feel Damian breathing on my neck. Then his lips touched my skin as he deposited a small kiss and turned me around.

  “Don't go,” he mumbled as his eyes closed and he took deep breaths. “I'm sorry for being an asshole.” He apologized as he opened his eyes.

  “Tell me what's wrong,” I said softly as I put my hand on his cheek and caressed it softly. He leaned into my touch.

  “Rosemary,” he simply mumbled as he pulled away and tugged on his shirt so that I could see a love bite on his neck. I took a deep breath and stared at him. “She threw herself at me.” he snapped as he pulled away and walked to the balcony. I could see his jaw clenched. Sincerely, I cannot imagine
the Rosemary, who looked so professional, throwing herself at Damian. But again, Damian had the power to make any woman fall for him. I followed him to the balcony. His hands gripped the railing of the balcony tightly. I walked to him and did something I wasn't supposed to do. I wrapped my arms around his chest and leaned my head against his back. His rather stiff body relaxed under my touch. I suddenly felt insecure. Really insecure. What if Damian was angry right now because he still loves Rosemary? I sound so stupid right now. Damian turned around to look at me, then wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest. “What are you thinking about?” he asked as he moved my hair away from my face and tucked them behind my ear.

  “How do you know that I'm thinking of something?” I asked, tilting my head slightly to the left and gave him a small smile.

  “You have that cute little frown on your pretty face,” he said, his lips tugging into a grin. I chuckled and wrapped my arms around his neck, stood on my toes and pressed a small kiss on his lips.

  “Well, I was thinking of the various ways to make you forget her,” I said slowly and seductively as he rested his forehead against mine. He bit his lips while staring at me and finally chuckled.

  “I know a few ways,” he voiced out as he slowly turned me around so that I was now pushed against the railing. “How will you feel if I take you on this balcony, right now, Miss Amington?” Damian asked, his voice turning huskier and sexier. I bit my lips, trying not to explode at his words only. Just as he was about to kiss the hell out of me, I heard my name being called from somewhere in the yard. I quickly pushed away from Damian.

  “Athena! What are you doing in Damian's room?”

  My head snapped towards my sister who was squinting her eyes to be able to see me properly. I noticed that she was wearing a spandex short and a crop top.

  “Where are you going at this hour?” I asked with wide eyes.

  Dean walked to her side and took her hand in his.

  “We're going for a walk,” he said. “Are you guys interested in coming?” he then asked as we stared down at him. I leaned against the railing, shaking my head.

  “No. We're having an important talk here,” Damian said, loud enough for both of them to hear.

  “Okay!” Alena simply said as Dean and herself started walking towards the road which led to the park.

  I chuckled as I saw Alena swinging her bottle back and forth like a child. Hands were soon on my waist as Damian pulled me into his chest. I smiled when I felt him push away my hair from my neck and he dropped a small peck just beneath my ear.

  “So where were we?” he asked, as he breathed in and out slowly. I turned around to stare at him and gave him a small smirk.

  “You were talking about fucking me against this railing,” I whispered as I let my finger trail over the railing.

  He clenched his jaw and in a swift motion, he crashed his lips against mine, making me moan against his lips. The desire and lust that I feel for him keep on increasing day by day. It was as if the fire within didn't want to be extinguished. I didn't want to get enough of this man. I don't think I'll ever get enough of him. His touch made me feel so special. Damian gently tugged on my lips, making me moan even louder.

  “You'll have to be quiet,” he said tauntingly. “They might hear you,” he added wickedly as he started taking off my scarf.

  When his eyes fell on the hickeys, I could feel pride radiating from him. He pulled me to him again and let his hands roam free under my top. He was caressing my skin, his eyes closed, as if relishing this moment. He lifted me slightly, so that I was now sitting on the railing. That was really exciting, to be honest. “Let's take these off,” he said and gently pulled on my jeans. I helped him get it off and there goes my underwear. So basically right now, I was sitting bare ass on a fucking cold railing. As he stood in front of me, his sexy self made me all giddy and excited. I need him inside of me. I needed him to feel all of me.

  “Fuck me already, Damian,” I said impatiently, watching as his eyes filled with lust and desire.

  He took off his belt and let his pants and underwear fall to the floor. He was hard. Damn hard. He held me by my waist and in one thrust, he slammed into me, making me moan out loud. One of his hand soon clasped over my mouth, so that I wouldn't be too loud. He stayed still, letting me adjust to his size. When will I freaking get used to him?

  “Rosemary's room is just beside mine,” he whispered with a teasing glint in his eyes. “You'll have to keep silent,” he said as he pulled out and thrusted into me again. His hand that was once on my mouth, moved to the back of my neck and he slowly fisted my hair. I bit my lips to stop myself from moaning as he started fucking me, more roughly. Now you could feel the purpose of this deal. To forget. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he increased the pace.

  “Damian,” I moaned his name softly as he fucked me.

  He groaned when he heard me say his name. He stopped and crashed his lips against mine. Pulling my lower lips between his teeth and then moving slowly in and out of me. I could feel my walls contracting and the pleasure started building. I knew that he could feel it too as he increased the pace, causing tears to form in my eyes due to the mixture of pain and pleasure that I was feeling. With one hard thrust, I felt myself explode in amazing orgasm and soon he followed next. We were both breathing heavily, tired from this amazing sex.

  “Stay with me, tonight?” he asked softly as he pulled away and I winced slightly. I took a deep breath as I got off the railing which was now a little warm due to my ass. Thank you.

  “What if Alena looks for me?” I asked as he handed me back my jeans. When I was about to put it on, he shook his head. He took my hand and we walked back in the room. He walked to his wardrobe and pulled out a black shirt.

  “She won't look for you. Wear this,” he said, making me roll my eyes at how demanding he sounded. I took the shirt and walked into his bathroom to change and all.

  When I walked back into the room, Damian was on the bed, shirtless. He motioned for me to come next to him and I did. I got under the blankets and he did the same. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to his chest, making me sigh at how comfortable I was feeling at this moment.

  “One of the rules was not to sleep in the same bed,” I mumbled with a smile on my face. He snorted and turned me around so that I was now facing him.

  “We've broken so many rules already, don't you think?” he asked, making me chuckle. I nodded and buried my face in the crook of his neck.

  “What happened to the contract, Damian?” I asked, a grin appearing on my face. I pulled away to look at his face and he was smirking.

  “I was too lazy to type a contract, when I knew the rules were somehow going to get broken,” he said playfully, making me chuckle. I could feel his fingers caressing my neck, the same place where he had left the hickeys. His eyes were so pretty. I love that gray color which would somehow darken according to his mood.

  “Your eyes are beautiful,” I whispered as I stared at him. He leaned and gently pecked my lips, then my forehead before pulling me into his chest so that I was now breathing in his neck.

  “You are beautiful,” he said and I bit my lips. His words were so important to me. I knew that we shouldn't be having this moment but still we were.

  “Good night, Damian,” I said softly as I kissed his neck, causing goosebumps to rise on his skin.

  “Good night, Athena,” he said as he kissed my head softly

  In three days, Alena will be walking down the aisle. Things have been going well. I did my best to avoid Rosemary and surprisingly, she was keeping her distance from Damian. Luckily, my sister did not question me about my presence in Damian's room three days ago. I sat on the couch in my room and stared at Thomas's sleeping figure. A knock on the door made me sprint towards it so that the knocking would stop. I didn't want Thomas to wake up because he was pretty much tired. I opened the door to see Jasmine standing there with a smile on her face.

  “What
are you doing?” she asked with a sigh. I walked out of the room and closed the door slowly.

  “Nothing much. What about you?” I asked as we walked down the corridor to the main stairs.

  Jasmine was holding her phone in her hands tightly. I realized that she was a phone addict. I wonder how she would survive if I took her phone away.

  “I'm bored and my sister is going out to buy a dress,” she huffed. “I don't want to be around her when she's trying the dresses on, so I told her that we were going out,” she said with a grin while we walked down the stairs.

  I tied my hair in a messy bun as I turned my head to look at her.

  “We are?” I asked, a frown started forming on my face. She nodded and pulled me to the kitchen where I saw Rose and Alena sitting on the counter. Why are they not using the chairs? I shrugged at my own question.

  “Girls! What about we go out for some girl time?” Jasmine asked as she clapped her hands together. Didn't she realize that my sister actually hates her?

  “I'm getting married in three days.” Alena deadpanned, trying her best not to glare at her fiancé’s ex-girlfriend.

  “Exactly! That's why you should enjoy!” I have to admit that Jasmine's exciting personality was kind of rubbing off me as I started nodding as well. She was right. Alena should be enjoying herself before getting married.

  “I have a lot of stuff to do,” Alena interjected, causing Jasmine's smile to fade and me to glare at her.

  “You already did everything.” Rose sighed from next to her.

  “Listen Alena,” Jasmine started, sounding really serious as she stepped in front of my sister. “It is true that Dean and I used to be together. But that shouldn't be a problem because it was just for fun. Nothing more. Nothing less. I'm glad that you guys are going to get married,” she said sincerely as she stared at my sister. Alena was staring at her for a few seconds, trying to gauge her words, trying to see whether she was being truthful or not. My sister then took a deep breath and groaned.

  “Yeah, let's go. I want ice cream though,” she said as she jumped off the counter. Rose squealed in happiness and followed Alena.