A novel of Dangerously yours chapter 24
Shrugging off the feeling, Damien headed to the kitchen to grab a chilly drink. He had been working hard all morning, and he needed something to quench his thirst.
As he entered the kitchen, he was surprised to see Courtney standing by the counter, sipping on a glass of water. She looked stunning in her yellow bumshots and sun singlet, her long blonde hair cascading down her back like a golden waterfall.
She left the hospital a while ago cus she needed to pick something from the house and get some items for Isobel.
Damien felt a sudden jolt of attraction, and he could not help but feel the hard heat and sensation all over is body.
But as he approached her, he couldn't help but notice the way her bumshots hugged her curves in all the right places. He felt a surge of desire, and before he knew it, he had swept Courtney off her feet and placed her on the kitchen island.
Courtney's eyes widened in surprise, and no matter how she struggled to break free from him,it was impossible cuz his grip on her tightened the more and she frowned.
He began to say naughty things in her ear, his voice low and husky.
Courtney's eyes widened in surprise, and she pushed against his chest.
"What are you doing, Damien?" she demanded, her voice firm.
Damien leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear.
"I'm doing what I've wanted to do since the moment I met you," he whispered, his voice low and husky.
Courtney's eyes flashed with anger, and she pushed against his chest again.
"You can't do this, Damien. I can see you're going mad".
Damien's eyes locked onto hers, and he could see the desire burning in their depths.
"I don't care, I'm going mad because of you and you know it." he growled, his voice low and rough.
Courtney's face twisted in anger, and she slapped him across the face.
"You're disgusting," she spat, her voice venomous.
Damien's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed Courtney's wrists, holding them captive.
"You don't mean that," he growled, his voice low and husky.
"I mean it bastard!" She spat and struggled against his grip, her eyes flashing with anger.
"Let me go," she demanded, her voice firm.
Damien's eyes locked onto hers, and he could see the desire burning in their depths. He knew he had to stop, but he couldn't help himself. He leaned in close, his lips inches from Courtney's.
And then, just as suddenly as it had started, everything stopped. Damien released Courtney's wrists, and she slid off the kitchen island, her eyes flashing with anger.
"This isn't over, I'll make sure this wedding doesn't push through pervert." she spat, her voice venomous.
Damien's eyes narrowed, and he watched as Courtney stormed out of the kitchen, leaving him feeling frustrated and unsatisfied.
∞∞°°∞∞ THE BULLDOGS ∞∞≠∞≠≠
The Bulldogs gathered in their secret hideout, a dimly lit room filled with high-tech gadgets and surveillance equipment. Their leader, a tall, imposing figure known only as "The Commander," stood at the front of the room, addressing the team.
"Tonight's mission is to bring down the heavily guarded facility on the outskirts of town," The Commander explained, his voice firm and authoritative.
"We have reason to believe that the facility is being used for purposes like us and it's meant to be brought down, and it's our job to eliminate whoever gets in our way."
The team nodded, their faces set with determination. Among them was Ken, the mysterious and elusive member of the team who always wore a mask to conceal his identity.
As the team prepared to set out, The Commander handed out assignments. "Ken, I want you to take care of the security cameras. We need to make sure we're not being watched." He said and Ken nodded, his mask glinting in the dim light. He slipped out of the room, his movements swift and silent.
The team made their way to the facility, avoiding guards and security patrols with ease. Ken took care of the cameras, disabling them with his expert hacking skills.
They began matching in silently like experts.
"Hey! how's your wound doing?" A member asked as they went in gradually.
"Better, I'll get used to it" He said and the guy nodded.
"Next time just try to be careful"
As they reached the heart of the facility, they encountered a group of heavily armed guards. The Bulldogs sprang into action, taking down the guards with their advanced combat training.
In the heat of the battle, Ken's mask was knocked off, revealing his face to the opposite team. But it wasn't just his face that was revealed - it was his entire identity.
The team gasped in shock as they took in Ken's features. He wasn't who they thought he was. In fact, he was the exact opposite.
Ken's face was not that of a seasoned warrior, but of a young, innocent-looking boy. His eyes, once hidden behind the mask, sparkled with a mischievous glint, and his lips curled into a sly smile. He immediately killed the person who saw his face.
"Good luck boy" The commander said as they continued what they were there for.
∞∞∞∞ GRANT'S MANSION ∞∞∞∞∞
Asher climbed up the holdings outside Isobel's window, his hands finding holds in the worn wood. He pushed open the window and hosted himself up, landing softly on the floor.
Isobel was fast asleep, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. She got released from the hospital this evening and was brought home by the help of Caspian and Tanya.
Tanya already went to her room to leave her,so she can rest and she fell asleep without hesitation.
Asher's eyes adjusted to the darkness. He's a member of darkness so there's no need to stumble.
The curtains in her window shifted due to the warm breeze and the moonlight reflected in her room and he took in the peaceful scene before him.
He approached the bed, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never felt this way about anyone before, and it scared him.
As he reached the bedside, he gazed down at Isobel's peaceful face. Her eyelids fluttered slightly, and Asher held his breath, hoping she wouldn't wake up. He doesn't want her to stress herself in her current state.
But she remained asleep, and Asher's eyes roamed over her features. He took in the curve of her lips, the gentle slope of her nose, and the softness of her skin.
Without thinking, Asher reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind Isobel's ear. His fingers grazed her skin, sending shivers down his spine.
Isobel turned , and Asher froze, his heart racing. But she didn't wake up, instead rolling onto her side and snuggling deeper into the blankets.
Asher let out a sigh of relief and sat down beside her on the bed. He watched her sleep, his eyes drinking in every detail of her face.
As he sat there, he realized that he was falling deeply in love with Isobel. He doesn't know if it's true love,lust or hatred tho.
He wants Revenge at all cost and that's taking what's dare to Ren Grant so they'll be even.
He wanted to stand up and leave but She held his fingers tightly, biting on her lower lips so much that it made him hard underneath.
"Mint" She mumbled from her sleep.
He looked at her lips and dirty thoughts clouded his brain immediately.
He wants to f@ck her,but not now.
He made to leave again and she held his fingers more tightly with a cute pout from her sleep.
"Stay butter mint" She mumbled and he couldn't help it anymore.
His d¶ck bulged in his trousers and he hard to do breath in and breath out to calm down.