I picked up the pace, practically dragging Jack along with .
"Are you in such a hurry?" Jack thought I was itching to spend the night with him and asked with a smirk.
I stayed silent.
"Hold it right there" Damon Coleman barked coldly.
I ignored him and kept walking forward, but Jack was puzzled. He glanced back at Damon, a youthful arrogance on his face. "Who the hell do you think you’re yelling at?"
Just as I thought, if a woman wanted so excitent, she should go for younger n. They were reckless and often cause headaches.
Damon’s attention wasn’t on Jack. He took a step forward, blocking my path.
Feeling his shadow over , I looked up at him, pushing down a flicker of panic
"Mr. Coleman, can I help you?" I was all dolled up today, looking quite captivating
Perfect timing to run into him. I thought I might as well seize this opportunity to make Damon back off for good.
"Let her go." Damon’s gaze fell on Jack’s hand. A surge of anger rose in his eyes. His voice was calm, but danger was lurking underneath.
As a minor internet celebrity, Jack was sowhat familiar with current affairs. It seed he recognized Damon, and his face showed a mix of doubt and defiance.
Regardless, he let go of and even took a couple of steps back
What a wimp.
"What are you scared of? He’s my ex–husband. We’re divorced!" I couldn’t help but snap at Jack
"Sis, he’s like an investor in the company l’m signed with" Jack deflated completely. He even bowed to Damon," I’ll just skedaddle then!"
Left alone in the long hallway, Damon and I just stared at each other.
"Happy now that you’ve ruined my night?" I asked with a poker face, casually ripping off my fake lashes and contacts and tossing them into the trash next to .
"Do you even know what you’re doing?" Damon’s handso face was filled with anger. "What do you think you are, a slut who picks up n left and right?"
Hearing his description of , I couldn’t help but chuckle, ’Damon, who are you to lecture ? First, I’m an adult. Second, I’m single. So, it’s perfectly normal for to date n, Get that straight"
Since I apparently didn’t have any prospects of being a good wife and mother, was it wrong to let loose a little?
I admit I was sowhat shaken by what Jones’s mother said, and I might be feeling a bit self–destructive.
But I had needs too. I couldn’t just wait till I was in my fifties or sixties to start living my life, could i
"We’re different. I’m a man, you’re a woman" Damon seed irritated by my nonchalant attitude. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and dragged towards a room at the end of the hallway
After opening the door, he yanked into the room and slamd the door shut.
"Equal rights! As long as we use protection, there’s no difference" I was filled with resentnt thinking about my own situation.
I could never be a mother again, but Damon could simply snap his fingers, and a bunch of won would be willing to marry him and bear his children. Why should I be the one to suffer?
So, I said that on purpose, to make him feel uncomfortable and agitated.
"Do your parents know you’re like this?" Damon whipped out his phone, threatening to call my parents.
I could handle everything else, but not him using my parents to threaten
I stepped forward, grabbing his hand to stop his shaless act. "Damon, don’t you dare cross the line!"
"Am I crossing the line, or are you? Damon’s face was stone cold. ’Did you divorce just to lead this so– called "free life?"
"Yes! Is there a problem with that?" I was livid. After releasing Damon’s hand, I admitted, "We’re not little kids anymore. Can you stop threatening to tattle on to my parents?"
I was already in a bad mood.
I Just wanted to explore a different lifestyle without bothering anyone,
Damon put down his phone. He moved a little closer to , and his aura suddenly beca more aggressive. He bent down slightly, a different glint in his eyes, "After we divorced, you never found another man?"
"Heh." I let out a cold laugh, then cautiously took a couple of steps back.
"Your boyfriend overseas is fake. Aaron is Clara blind date, right?" Damon laughed, seemingly in a good mood, "Even though we’re divorced, finding out these things still makes happy"
I kept quiet. There was no point in explaining the things he had already found out.
"If you were planning to hook up with that kid tonight just because you’re lonely, why not consider ?" Damon seized my silence as an opportunity to put himself forward," I should be a better fit for you!
"No way!" rejected him without a second thought.
"Who says divorced n and won can’t sleep together? Eliana Brooks, shall we give it a try?" Damon looked up and down, his gaze finally resting on my
chest.
I was wearing a deep V–neck Ariel dress, which I had specifically chosen to increase my chances of hooking up. Now, it seed to have increased Damon’s desires instead.
I headed straight for the door, ready to leave.
I heard from Luna that Damon hadn’t touched a woman in years. I didn’t know whether to believe her, but when he pulled back into his arms, I started to think it might be true.
He wasn’t drugged today, but his passion was no less intense than last night. I was genuinely scared and tried hard to break free from his grip, warning him, "Damon, if you force yourself on , that’s rape"
"Who asked you to co here and hook up with other n?" Damon was furious about this. He held by the waist, his voice low, "So it’s okay with other n but not with ? I’m not worse than that kid, am I?"
It was hot, and our clothes were thin. I could even feel the hardness of Damon’s abs.
I had gained a bit of weight but not an ounce of strength. Once Damon had in his grip, I had no chance of escaping
Suddenly, I steeled myself, raising my knee to kick Damon where it hurts the most!
"Holy shit!" Damon reacted incredibly fast, swiftly holding down my knee with one hand, his eyes flashing dangerously, "You trying to end my bloodline or sothing?"
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