Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Chapter 45

When we got home, Damon instructed Cherry to make some lemonade. I chimed in, "Cherry, make a little extra. I want some too." Cherry replied respectfully, "Yes, ma’am." Damon yanked off his tie and tossed it on the couch, flopped onto the couch, and closed his eyes. I stared at his jawline, then his Adam’s apple, then finally, my gaze settled on his neck. A faint hickey was visible near the collar of his black shirt, full of ambiguous breath. Could it be Ariel’s? No, it couldn’t be. If Ariel were willing to leave a hickey on Damon, it would mean she was warming up to him. If that were the case, Damon would be over the moon and wouldn’t be here tonight. It must have been left by another woman. I analyzed it in my mind. This wouldn’t be the first time something like this had happened. Even though most times, he was just playing around and didn’t take it all the way, it still irked me. I had come to terms with a lot of things. But I was more worried about whether Ariel could handle this lifestyle in the future. Still, Damon would certainly refuse to fool around with other women for her sake, right? I laughed bitterly to myself. How unlucky I was, after ten years I still couldn’t get Damon to give me anything. "Forget it, I don’t want lemonade anymore." I was in a foul mood, so I muttered this under my breath and went upstairs. When I got to my bedroom, I was about to change clothes to take a bath when Damon pushed open the door. I looked at him in surprise, "What are you doing?" Damon didn’t say anything, he just closed the door and locked it. Then, he moved a little closer to me. I had a bad feeling about this. Sure enough, Damon was not only drunk but also seemed a little horny.

He leaned down and kissed me. His eyes were filled with passion. I tried to push him off, but his hands were on my waist. I couldn’t get away from him. "Damon, what are you doing?!" When his lips left, I felt my heart explode. My voice was shocked and annoyed. "Someone drugged my drink. Eliana..." Damon’s voice was low and slightly restrained. He leaned down and whispered in my ear as if to reassure me, "I’ll take care of it as soon as I can." He then picked me up and laid me on the bed. My mind was blank. Just as Damon was taking off all my clothes, Cherry’s voice came from outside the door, "Madam...are you asleep? The lemonade is ready." Both Damon and I stopped. Suddenly, I decided to take a gamble and wrapped my legs around his waist. Damon’s eyes widened, and then he was back at it again. I let out a moan as if without thinking. Soon, the sound of Cherry’s retreating footsteps came from outside the door. "Damon..." I managed to say, looking at him, "Are you going to blame me?" "Blame you for what?" Damon kissed the corner of my lips and asked. For intentionally letting your future mother-in-law witness us making love; blame me for putting obstacles in your pursuit of true love. I silently answered in my heart, but didn’t say anything out loud. Instead, I leaned up and kissed his Adam’s apple. This was a trick Luna had taught me, but I had never had a chance to use it. A few seconds later, I had to admit that Luna was a genius! After a night of passion, I was left feeling like I was falling apart. Take care of it as soon as possible? What a lie! When I managed to get downstairs, Cherry had already prepared breakfast. Seeing my odd gait, she smiled suggestively, "Madam, eat up. You need to regain your strength." I blushed, cleared my throat, and tried my best to walk normally "Where’s Damon?" I asked offhandedly. "Mr. Coleman left early for the office. He didn’t even have breakfast." Cherry responded.

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