The Billionaire (#1)

Eight - Lust Or Love?

"Chloe, wait!" He shouted trying to catch up to me.

"Damien, don't do this. Just let me go."

"I'm not letting you go, Chloe. You can't run away from this."

"I'm not running away."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I don't know." I said, tears running down my cheeks. He cupped my face and gently wiped away my tears.

"I can't do this." I said, trying to calm myself down. But it wasn't working.

"Do what?"

"This.. Us.. Justin. It's all too much."

He placed a kiss on my forehead the pulled me into a tight hug. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, Chloe. I hope you know that?"

"Yeah." I replied quietly.

I slowly pulled away, wiping my tears away. Why was he doing this? Why couldn't he just let me go? He tilted my head up so I was looking him in the eyes.

"Oh Chloe.. You don't deserve any of this." And with that said, he kissed me softly, making me softly sigh.

I didn't want to go, but I felt like I needed to. I feel suffocated by everything and it's too hard to focus on anything. I need to clear my mind, I just don't know how.

His grip on me tightened and I could tell he didn't want me to go. He slowly broke away from the kiss and looked me in the eyes whilst tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

He rested his hand on my cheek and I closed my eyes and leaned into his hand sighing softly. "I shouldn't be feeling this way about you. I know it's not right," he paused and I opened my eyes and looked up at him.

"But I love you and I can't help it." He continued.

"Don't do this, Damien. You don't love me. How could you? I me-"

He cut me off, kissing me rough for a few minutes before stopping and resting his head on my forehead. "Don't tell me what I feel, Chloe. I don't want you to say it back, not unless you want to. I just need you to know how I feel."

I pulled away slightly and looked at him for a second. Was he really in love with me, or was it just lust he was feeling? I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him with the same amount of force he had done with me just a few seconds ago.

I don't know if I can be sure if what he says he's feeling is true, but if it is, then I don't know how to handle that. Right now though, all those worries and doubts were at the the back of my mind as he picked me up and I unconsciously wrapped my legs around him. He carried me back upstairs to his bedroom, not breaking our kiss. Once we were inside his room, he kicked the door shut then walked over to his bed and threw me on it, but not hard enough to hurt me. He kneeled on the edge of the bed and crawled his way up to me.

He kissed me softly, before moving his kisses down to my neck. I let out a moan as he hit that one spot on my neck he knew I liked.

"Damien.." I whispered. I felt his lips curl up into a smile at the sound of his name leaving my mouth.

He kissed that same spot harder making my body shift under him. He entwined his hands with mine, putting them above my head and holding them there. He stopped what he was doing and looked at me, his eyes filled with a kind of power that could have anyone hooked.

"What?" I giggled.

"You know this whole situation isn't going to end well, right?"

"I know." I sighed.

And he was right. This won't end well. Not one bit. He says he has feelings for me, and I'd be lying to myself if I said I didn't feel something for him, which I do.. I just can't bring myself to tell him. Not because I don't want to, but because I'm scared.

"Doesn't mean I want to stop what we've got though." He whispered, leaning in and kissing my neck again.

I smiled at his words as he trailed kisses down my neck. He let go of my hands so I put them on his chest, and slowly moved them down till I reached the top of his trousers, then stopped.

"Tease." He said, taking his lips of my neck and placing them my own whilst playing with a button on my shirt.

I pulled away a bit, "Now who's a tease?" I said, raising a brow. He smiled at me so sexily it sent shivers down my spine.

"So tell me what you want, then I'll stop teasing you." He whispered, taking my hands and placing them back above my head.

"I want you." I said. The words came out so easily that it shocked me.

When I think about, if me and Justin had ever got married, then he would have been my father in law. Would he still have acted this way towards me if we had of gotten married? Or would he have kept his distance?

That I don't know, but right now I didn't care about any of that. All I wanted was him. All I wanted was to forget about everything if only for a little while.

He kissed me rough like he meant it making my heart beat hard and fast. He was starting to get to know what I liked and what I didn't when we were in this situation, and right now he was doing all the right things. Making me say his name under my breath in pleasure while making me feel like I was in heaven.

"Damien.." I muttered under my breath, making him smile into our kiss that was now slow and more gentle.

He was like a drug that I couldn't get enough of. Intoxicating and forbidden. You know full well that's it's bad for you, yet you can't stop. The need is there and all you want is something or someone to fulfill that need.

But just as we were about to get intimate, an unexpected guest walked into the bedroom, stopping us both in our tracks...

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