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"You have an hour and a half at your disposal to solve the exam." I can hear my forensic psychology teacher telling us while handing out the exam papers. I can say that I learned even if Michael threw a party last night. Devil's Night is coming up in a few days and I wonder if Damon will make a move. I didn't say anything to the group and I didn't even intend to. I was surprised that he beat Ethan for what he did to me a few years ago.
I try to remove these thoughts from my head and focus on the work I had in front of me. I start to write what I know when I hear someone calling me in a whisper. I turn my gaze and see that Rika is the one calling me.I look at her with a curious face and she motions for me to give her to copy. I risked a lot to do this but I noticed how tired and untidy she is. There is something strange about Erika Fane.
I have never seen her like this. I move the sheet to the edge of the desk to make my answers visible to him.She copied what I wrote and I can say that I'm done. I see that we still have 30 minutes left, so I get up and give the exam sheet to the teacher. He approves and signals that I am free to leave the exam class. I was planning to go out for a coffee and finish a project I have been working on for several weeks.I went to the bathroom, I retouched my lips and I see Alex Palmer, my colleague, appearing in the bathroom. "How did you like the exam?" Alex asks me while adding some contours to the parts of her face.
"It was decent." I answer and she approves "I saw that you gave Rika to copy." she says to me and I want to say something but she continues "I don't even know how she showed up for the exam today in the situation she is in." Alex finishes what she said and I feel beside myself with the situation."What happened?" I ask Alex who fixes her gaze on me "Damon keeps sending her threatening messages and she's quite scared." Alex tells me and I try to hide my surprise.
This means that Damon is still following us. A few days have passed since the last time we met and since then he hasn't written or contacted me.
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"Damon?" I shout as I go down the stairs to the basement. I don't know why I thought I'd find him there because I knew he didn't live in a basement of the Delcour hotel. I saw the non-functional elevator again but this time I didn't ignore it but inspected it. I'm just asking how Damon knew I was going to be in the basement. And how did he get in? Because I didn't hear him. Only if it was before I was here. I'm convinced that it has to do with this old elevator.
I pressed the two up buttons at the same time and immediately the elevator door opened. I smile inside myself and enter, without pressing any button, the elevator takes me to the top floor. As if it was set. After a few moments, the doors to open revealing a penthouse. Which side of the hotel I am? I pass and notice a gray and black theme. Typical Damon.
The lights shine dimly and a shiver runs through my body. "We shouldn't see each other like this anymore." I hear Damon's voice from behind me. I turn and see him leaning against the wall. He was wearing a gray tracksuit and his hair was a little messy. Sexy. He takes a step towards me and I freeze. Why don't I take a step back?
"I can hurt you." he tells me and I feel my heart racing. I wasn't afraid, but I could feel the adrenaline taking effect. "You didn't do it the other day when you beat Ethan." I answer him but his face remains the same, expressionless."I can hurt you." he repeats but I remain silent. Something has changed in Damon. I see him colder and harsher. "How I almost killed Will..." he says and I feel my hands as cold as ice. I was starting to get scared. And no one knew where I was." Or how I killed that bitch." he says and my eyes widen. Killed? Who the hell did he kill?
"You must be afraid of me." he continues, but I feel a hint of vulnerability in his voice. I had to, but I didn't. I knew he wouldn't hurt me."Who do you—" Damon interrupts me "Shut up!" he rushed to me, instinctively making me startle and take a step back. He was starting to scare me. "You know what I want you to know. Don't pull my tongue for information!" he says to me, the space between us disappearing and he puts a strand over my ear.
"Have you ever been touched for pleasure?" he asks me and I'm surprised. But he already knew the answer. The only one who touched me - raped me, was Ethan. Otherwise I didn't let another boy touch me. I shake my head no and see him grinning. "Get off the hoodie!" he tells me and I stay where I am. I shouldn't have thought to accept. I have to run. He confessed to me earlier that he killed someone and I'm thinking of undressing in front of him.
After a moment, I take off my hoodie, leaving only my tank top and some jeans. "I want to see you." he says to me "Under these." he finished saying, looking at me from top to bottom. I feel something between my legs that I shouldn't feel.What's happening to me? I'm 19 years old and no boy has ever made me feel this way. Excited. I can't lie that I didn't have sexual thoughts with Damon before sleep, but I couldn't imagine that they would happen.
"Take them down, Alekseeva." he tells me and my breathing quickens "If not, I'll make you take them down." he finishes what he said and I sit staring at him. I take off my shirt, unbutton my pants quite slowly but suddenly I feel his hands go into the back of my neck, taking me to the wall, he leans me against the wall and grin "Can I touch you?" he asks me, feeling his cock between my legs. It was hard.He caresses my cheek with his finger and after a moment I approve. I wanted him badly. I wanted him to fuck me.
He starts to pull my pants off me, I wonder how they didn't tear. The top flew off immediately, he opens my bra, staying in my bare breasts, being able to see my hardened nipples. He starts to kiss me passionately, his hands exploring my body.He undressed quickly, taking me from the wall and throwing me into his huge bed. "Spread your legs!" he orders me and this time I don't think about it. I feel his lips as they close my clit, sucking it. My back arches and I let out a slight moan. He starts giving me oral sex, inserting a finger into me. I felt good despite the circumstances.
He starts to go up with kisses to my neck, leaving a trail. Then I feel how he penetrates me. I moan and dig my fingers into the skin on my back him, leaving some minor scratches. He starts to move faster, the feeling of pleasure growing with pleasure "You are mine!" imi zice el printre dinti in timp ce eu ini musc buza de jos si las inca un gemat."You are fucking mine,Alekseeva!" he repeats to me once more and I lose myself in the pleasure of the sensation.
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The Change||Damon Torrance
ActionAlekseeva Vlasova I was his. And he was mine. Everything until he destroyed the relationship but also me. I trusted him, despite his bad image, I chose to trust him. I knew what I was getting into. But I didn't care and now I hate Damon Torrance.He...