Faking it with Damian Black by Louise Jane

Chapter 14

-MILLIE-

I heaved a breath, took one last glance at Damian, and rose from my chair.

“Thank you for dinner,” I said, gathered my things, and ran towards the exit.

“What?” Damian scrambled to his feet, pulled out his wallet, and dropped a few

bills on the table. “Millicent, where are you going!!

I gathered spectators as I shuffied towards the elevator. The staccato of my

stilettos rose in discard with my speeding pulse.

Stepping inside the elevator, 1 jabbed my fingers at the close door button as if

the building was on fire. I glanced up. Darmian patted the shoulders of the bar

manager, skirted past him, and took huge, determined strides in my direction.

He cursed loudly as the door closed.

I was fiustered when I reached the lobby, my chin tucked against my collarbone,

shcrawling underneath my skin. I raced towards the street. hailing a cab in

tfor Damian to step out of the building.

“Millicent! Go dda mit!” He cursed.

I slid into the cab’s back seat, not daring to look back, and ordered the driver to

getout of there as though my life depended on it.

His studying gaze, those intense green eyes wanting to read my soul, and the

k*ss on the sidewalk-everything made sense now. He knew my deepest, darkest

secret. Even Candice didn’t know what was going on in my S** life. Within

seconds. tonight topped my unforgettable night in the most negative way

The cab stopped at my building. I paid the cabby and rode the elevator up to my

fioor; the tension in my b*dy eased a bit. But as soon as the lift door parted. I

debated whether to continue forward or run back to the elevator’s safety. There

was a very upset six-foot-one caveman glaring my way.

How Damian managed to beathere is beyond me.

He pushed off from the wall where he’d been leaning, faced me, and folded his

arms in his middle. His gaze could melt glaciers.

I willed my feet to move, one foot in front of the other. My legs threatened to

give up onunder Damian’s heated glare

“That wasn’t very nice, Millicent.” His tone was sharp. Annoyance fiared in his

emerald pools.

My fingers trembled as I opened the door. This conversation cannot happen in

the hallway. It was embarrassing enough th Damian knew intimate details about

my S**ual relationship with Hunter. Having my neighbors eavesdrop on this

topic wa the last thing I needed.

Damian invited himself in and closed the door behind him.

“I can’t do this, Damian,” I murmured, heading towards my kitchen and opening

the wine cabinet, looking for something stronger than beer.

“Do what?” He parked his huge figure across my kitchen island, his presence

taking up all the space in my apartment.

I faced him, unscrewed the pinot noir, and drank straight from the bottle.

Yes. I’m breaking my promise to watch my alcohol intake. The wine warmed my

throat, givinga boost to meet Damian’s gaze. “This, my forefinger wagged

back and forth between us. “I can’t.”

His brows creased, the tips of his hips curling in annoyance “You’re backing

out?” I nodded “Because I know you had a huge crush onback in high

school, and your p sycho ex makes you do things you can’t stomach?”

“Geez, Damian.” I sank my fingers through my hair, raking the strands harshly.

“Stripbare, will you?”

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His l*ps twitched, picking up the innuendo in my statement. I rolled my eyes

and took another gulp of wine.

“We haven’t finished talking about the terms. He rounded the island and

opened the fridge, frowning as he closed it. He neared me, sna tched the bottle

of wine, and took a long pull before saying, “You need beer in that fridge.”

He stood beside me, our shoulders brushing, our as s es pressed against the

counter.

“There’s nothing to talk about. I’m out.” I took the wine from him, tipping the

bottle to my l*ps.

“Why?” He sounded genuinely confused.

“Because… Damian,” I groaned.

“Because what, Millicent..” he mimicked my exasperated tone.

“Ugh!” I swiped my mouth with the back of my hand, wiping the rivulets of wine

from my l*ps. “How can I pretend we’re together when I can’t even look you in

the eyes?”

“Is it because I’m too beautiful that you find it hard to breathe?” His teasing

tone set my cheeks on fire.

Oh, my G od! Did I really tell him everything in detail? That’s how I entered his

nin my diary for over four years.

“That was a long tago, I huffed, fighting the cold sweat forming on the base

of my spine.

“Sure it was, so what’s the issue?” He asked, our fingers brushing when he took

the wine bottle from me. “Don’t tellit’s because your ex is a ps ycho.”

“Can we not?” I stepped away from him, but he grabbed my forearm, towing me

back until I was pressed against his b*dy.

“That’s your issue?” His brows wrinkled, genuine confusion blanketing his face.

“Why? And stop f ucking running, or I’ll tie you up. Millicent.”

My mouth parted at his threat, my heart smashing against my breastbone, and

my inside throbbed… with need. I’ve always pictured Damian as dominant and

possessive. Images oftied up in his bed, moaning and writhing underneath

him, fiooded my head.

“What the hell is wrong with me?

“I’m ashamed, okay?” Defeat settling on my belly. At night, when I’m alone in

bed. I still cry over Hunter, justifyin actions. Apart from being busy with work,

there were sthings I could not fulfill as Hunter’s girlfriend. Yes, I h but

sometimes, he gets too controlling in bed, forcingto do things I cannot

swallow.

A low growl rumbled from Damian’s chest, eyes sla nting. “If someone should be

ashamed, it’s definitely not you, p erv ert ex.”

“It’s not his fault I cannot give him everything he needs, okay!” wriggled my arm

from his grip. He only tightened

on me.

He huffed, and then my world spun. The next thing I knew, Damian had me

trapped with his b*dy against the counter white steam billowing from his ears

and nose.

“Did he ask for your consent before doing those things to you?” His voice was

almost a snarl.

“What?” I was too stunned to process his question.

“Answer the f ucking question, Millicent.” If he was annoyed earlier, he was

enraged now.

“We’re not talking about this, Damian.” I fiattened my hand on his chest, his

heartbeat drumming against my palms.

“Yes, we are.” He grabbed my wrists and pinned them behind my back, my

breast pushed against his chest. “Did he?”

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I kept my mouth shut, refusing to discuss my f ucked up S** life with him.

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His gaze softened, but his iron grip remained. “Answer me. For this to work, I

should know how your ex f ucked you up.”

Thoughts of Hunter touchingfiashed in my head. My fear and the pain he

infiicted onwhen I refused to submit to him.

1 caved. “At first, he did,” I grunted, my voice thick with shame. Heat exploded

from my chest. “But he has needs I had to fulfill them, Damian.”

Growling, Damian let an inch separate our bodies, releasing my wrists, slithering

his left hand on my hips, holdingclose. “That’s not how a relationship

should work. Yes, a man has needs, but forcing you to do sh it against your will

isn’t justified by

that

“Damian..” I was mortified that he knew my secret, and realizing he was right

made my stomach twist, pushing bile up my throat. “Please. I don’t want to talk

about this anymore.”

I kept everything to myself, how Hunter treatedwhen I refused to have S**

with him or let him tieup and use things on my b*dy that I didn’t even know

existed.

“Your ex is a f ucking maniac.” Damian growled. “First, he manipulated you and

treated you like s hit. The more I learn about him, the more I’m convinced you

are better off without him. He doesn’t deserve you, Millicent. He’s a good for

nothing cheater and a f ucking p sycho.”

“It’s my fault he cheated on me. I’m not defending Hunter. He’s not even here,

and we’re not even together. But I’m aware of my shortcomings. At spoint, I

even considered that one of the reasons he cheated on me. “Hunter said I am

the problem. Can we just stop talking about this?” I reached for the abandoned

wine on the counter and drained the last of it.

“I’m not letting you out of this deal,” he insisted, leaning back on the island,

facing me. I was ready to question his motives when he explained. “This isn’t

you. I hate that f ucker for planting that self-doubt in you. He took advantage of

you. He’ll know what he lost and regret what he did to you. I assure you that.”

It’s really sweet that he wanted to help me, but how will I move on from this? He

knew the things Candice didn’t know about. “I don’t know if I can pull this off,

Damian,” I sighed. “After knowing what you learned about me.”

He stepped forward, reaching for my face. His touch was gentle, pilting my chin

up, forcingto look into his eyes. “You don’t have to feel embarrassed about

it, Millicent. How I see you haven’t changed. I’ll take care of you.” He k*ssed my

forehead; the tender gesture caughtoff guard. “I’ll see you on Saturday.”

He leftstanding there, speechless. I eyed the door where Damian had

disappeared. Tticked by, and I still couldn’t wrap my mind around what had

happened tonight.