{COMPLETED} "This is the sequel to The Wrong Crowd."
"I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine." - Emily Bronte.
Following the acceptance to Dami's proposal, Ore begins to slowly realize that not a...
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Ore hurried up in eating her meal because Dami told her in excitement that he had another surprise for her. She thought she had enjoyed enough already, she hadn't been expecting a new phone at all and he got her one. Which proved how much he cared about her.
Ore was all smiles, chatting lively with him and cutting him the eye which made him blush on several occasions. It made her feel giddy that she had an effect on him. Ore sliced a part of her chicken with a knife and used the fork to severe it apart.
"Dami I am so happy for the phone you bought me," Ore glowed munching on her food.
"It's no problem honey, I knew you needed one, I am just sorry it took that long to get it." Dami grinned and wiped the ends of his mouth with his thumb. The action made Ore to squirm pleasurably in her seat.
Dami laughed at the way Ore supported her chin with her hand and stared on dreamily.
"Aren't you going to eat up?" Dami asked raising a brow and gesturing to the now cold food.
"Nahh, I am full." Ore pushed her chair backward and arranged the neckline of her dress.
"Alright then," Dami stated following her actions. "I will have the maid clear this up." Dami walked over to the telephone situated on the wall and placed a quick call. Within seconds, a uniformed maid burst through the door, shuffling here and there to clear the used dishes.
Ore looked over her phone in awe and wiped a stray tear from her eyes. All the stress of borrowing a phone to call her parents and friends were washed away in the completely happy moment.
"Shall we?" Dami rejoined her at the base of the stairs and they linked arms together as they climbed up. As soon as they got to the top, Dami brought out a red tie cloth from his suit pocket and held it up, surprising Ore.
"Are you trying to do juju on me?" She quizzed with a snort.
"Nope, I just don't want to ruin the surprise yet. Close your eyes and turn back," Dami instructed. Ore did as she was told and closed her eyes briefly before the cloth was tied. She sucked in a sharp breath as Dami turned her over and seductively grazed her lips with his thumb.
"Now let's go." Dami guided her through the long hallway and stopped two doors to the master's bedroom. He stepped into a room and Ore was welcomed with the cold whoosh of air. She rubbed her bare arms and patted the thin air in confusion.
"Ummm where are we?" She asked worriedly. She took a couple steps forward and sidestepped making her lose her balance. Dami supported her with a hand on the curvature of her back and took off the blindfold. Ore assumed her stance and stared blankly at the dark room.
Red velvet was draped on the walls and there was a king sized bed at the center with two strong poles connected to it.
"What is this, fifty shades?" Ore asked observing the strange instruments that were scattered on the bed. There was a strap on, a leather whip, cuffs, ties lots of them and a pink curved vibrator. Dami turned on the lights and Ore was slightly blinded by the bright ambience.
