"Luna, get up." I hear a voice say. I groan and turn over, "No. More sleep."
The voice groans and yanks a strand of my hair, I yelp and spring up. Damien is standing at the side of the bed in his pajamas. It's still dark outside. I groan, "What time is it?"
He checks his watch, "four am."
My eyes widen, "Why the hell would you wake me up at four am?!"
He stares at me blankly, "I have to take you home."
Is he serious right now? He's going to make me go home with those people? My dad. The same dad that is making me get married to someone I don't even know. To "protect me." I am just as safe at home than I am anywhere else.
"I'm not leaving, Damien." I argue and lay my head back down on the pillow. He mutters something before leaving the room. Damn him. Now he knows I'm going to follow him and try to find out what he said.
I throw the blankets off of me and run out the room, "Damien!" I shout, "What did you say?!"
He's not out here. I knock on his door and wait for him to answer. He doesn't. So I do what any other person would do and go inside.
I wish I hadn't. There's clothes on the floor, a woman's clothes. The ropes he used to tie that woman to his bed are on the floor too. My body heats up just thinking about it.
"Damien?" I call out. I look in his closet but he's not in there, something does catch my eye though. A large box. It's open, and full of toys. Sex toys. Plugs, vibrators, ropes, dildos, everything you can think of. I get on my knees and look at everything.
What does he do with all this stuff? I've never done anything sexual of this sort, but I won't say I haven't thought about it. Sometimes I get in my head, and I'll feel weird. A good weird. My body will get tingly and achy, and I'll feel needy. I've never acted on it though, I don't know how.
"What are you doing?" someone says, causing me to jump up. It's Damien. He's holding his phone in one hand and he has a look of anger on his face.
I stand still, I got caught. "I-I was just looking for you." I say in defense, "And I found this box. I got curious, that's all."
He steps closer to me, real close. I back up until my back hits the wall. I can feel his minty breath on my face, I suck in. "I told you to knock." he says, tilting his head.
My hands are shaking, I feel warm all over, "I know, I did, you didn't answer."
"Then you should've waited." he raises a brow. He steps back and let's me breath, "Go get in the car. I'll be there in a second."
I sigh, "Fine. But I need to get my stuff together."
As I walk out the closet he says, "You'll be back sooner than you expect, just leave it here."
Whatever that means.
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I walk through the front door of my home. It's cold in here, colder than usual. This doesn't feel like a home, like it usually does. Damien's home was warm, it felt like a home.
"You snuck out." I hear my dad say. I jump and turn to the sofa, where I heard him speak from. My mother, brother, and father are sitting there, like they're having an intervention of some sort. "We were worried, Luna." he adds.
I shrug, "I was safe. I'm always safe."
He scoffs, "Like fuck you are."
My eyes widen. My dad never curses at me, not unless he's really pissed. He stands up and steps towards me, "All we have ever done your whole life is protect you, Luna. There are so many people out there that would kill to have you."
Damien walks towards the sofa and plops down, staring at me and my father, waiting for something to happen.
"We didn't know where you were. You could have told us where you were going, we would have let you." he says, raising his voice. "I have been through this same thing before, Luna. Trust me, I know it's hard. But it's for the best."
I cross my arms over my chest, "How do you know that? You're marrying me off, probably to some old ass man in his sixties. That's not the best for me. I need to marry someone I love, not someone that I don't even know."
He stares at me and sighs, "You're not marrying someone you don't know. I wouldn't do that to you."
I throw my hands up and then down to my side, "Then who the fuck am I marrying?! No one ever tells me anything!"
Damien stands up and walks over to us. My heart sinks, "Hello, future wife." he grins.
You have got to be kidding me.
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༺♱༻ a/n: i posted🧍
sorry i don't post or publish more, sometimes i forget to do it and then it ends up being weeks before i actually do😭
