Sample chapter 4
But is Damane telling the truth? Does he know something about the accusations against her father? Or was he trying to get Willa to give up her defense and accept his terms before helping her?
"I know your father, Mr. Thomas," Damian began, his voice clear and sharp. "He's a good man, but I think something is trying to cover up his guilt," his voice rang in Willa's ears. Willa was becoming more and more confused, but was determined to do all she could to prove her father's innocence and bring whoever the culprit was to justice. She sighed and said in a low voice, "Okay, I accept your terms," bowing her head slightly. "Very well," Damien said, smiling mischievously. "And one more thing: you will stay at my apartment until this contract is over," he added, staring pointedly at Willa. Willa was silent, lost, and at a loss for words. Then she found her voice, nodded in agreement, closed her eyes and muttered as if to herself: "This is for my dad."
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7:45pm, Damien and Willa were in their apartment in Villa Park Estate, one of the places most rumored to be home to VIPs, billionaires and presidents. Damien loves luxury and flashy things, but lacks fashion sense, so he doesn't decorate his apartment to a high standard, preferring to keep things simple. "Make yourself comfortable," Damien said sharply, dropping his suitcase on the pillow before heading to the bedroom to take a shower.
Willa still can't recover from finding herself in such a high-profile environment where only the wealthy have the privilege of living. "Who is he? What does he do for a living?" she asked herself over and over before sitting down on the couch. Willa stared across the living room, her stomach growling, indicating she was hungry. She was brought back to reality by Damane's voice coming from the room. "You should get something to eat!" Willa smiled a little and scanned the kitchen with her eyes. "The kitchen is in the left corner," he added. Willa got up and went straight to the kitchen. It was big and had plenty of space. Her eyes suddenly fell on the refrigerator, so she went there and opened it. Looking inside, the only things that caught her eye were snacks and drinks. "Is that all he's going to eat?" she muttered. Willa got some snacks and drinks and then went back to the living room. Willa had eaten her fill and then went to Damien's room. He told her to take a shower. Willa came out with a white towel wrapped around her chest. Her breasts were full and sexy. Her breasts stood straight, making her figure even more attractive. Damane's eyes could not leave her body. Willa stood in front of him a little shyly. It was the first time she had stood in front of a man with a towel wrapped around her. "Come closer," Damien said as he lay on the bed, propping his head up in his hands. He was half naked and covered with a bedsheet. Willa grabbed the bottom of the towel, clutching it with her hands as if she wanted to rip it off. She was nervous. She joined him in bed, and the next thing Damien said made Willa even more nervous. "Seduce me." Willa was speechless and looked at Damien with a confused expression. But how could she seduce him if she had never slept with a man before? She had no experience when it came to satisfying sexual desires. What should Willa do now? Yes! Perhaps she should do everything right. "Okay!" Willa said at last. She began to run her fingers down Damien's chest to his stomach, dotted with abs that had been ripped from constant training. Willa climbed on top of him, kissing and licking from his neck to his ear. Damien felt something ticklish. She had to be so good. Yes, but thankfully, Willa had seen a movie and learned some moves from it. Damien couldn't resist for long and turned Willa onto her back on the bed, dropped the towel and his eyes fell on her large breasts, standing upright and looking at him. He grabbed them and began to suck one, lubricating the other with his hard palm, proving his masculine nature. Feeling the passion of Damien's actions on her breasts, Willa moaned a little. Damien spread her legs and lay between her body, then began to kiss her from her chest to her stomach and body, his tongue darting to her clitoris. Willa moaned loudly and arched her back, evidence that she was feeling some sensation, before Damane began to thrust his cock into her body. They both moaned loudly before climaxing. They lay on either side of each other before falling asleep.
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The loud thump of a ceramic bowl hitting the tile floor echoed throughout the apartment, waking Damien up. He woke with a start. The sunlight streaming in through the window lit up his face. He shielded his eyes from the rays with his hand before turning on his side. Willa was not next to him. Damien looked at the alarm clock on the lamp table and saw that it was 7:30 a.m. "Where is she?" he muttered. Willa was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for Damien. She didn't notice and accidentally knocked the bowl off the kitchen counter. "No way! What's going to happen now?" Willa was a little scared of what Damien would say if he found out about this. As she was about to mop the floor, Damien came into the kitchen and his eyes landed on some pieces of a bowl that had fallen on the floor. "What happened here?" he said in an irrational voice, sounding as if he hadn't slept enough. "I. I'm sorry... I'm sorry," Willa apologized as she tried to pick up the pieces. "It wasn't there before..." "Oh, shut up!" Damien quickly interrupted her. Willa was shocked by his answer, her eyes wide and her brow furrowed. "How can you be so careless?" Damien added, walking towards her. "It was... it wasn't intentional." As Damien moved closer, Willa took a step back to explain, her voice hushed. "Do you know how much this bowl costs and means to me?" Damien yelled at her in a high-pitched voice. Willa looked shocked. Wasn't that the same man they had sex with last night? Why was he acting so strange towards her this morning? Did she fail to satisfy him last night? In any case, Willa didn't expect any special treatment from him. She's not his girlfriend. What they had was just an agreement, nothing more. "You'd better be more careful next time!" Damien said, giving her a cold glare and storming out of the kitchen. A few minutes later, Damien returned to the kitchen with a brown envelope in his hand. He tosses it to Willa and says, "You only have 24 hours."
Willa takes the envelope, opens it and reads the contents, which are worse than the pain of a broken ceramic bowl. What has she gotten herself into? Will she have to make even more sacrifices to save her father?