Veiled Obsession

The Summons

LILA

I didn’t know what it was about Damien Voss that made my heart race every time I thought about him. Maybe it was the way he carried himself—confident, commanding, like he owned the world and everyone in it. Or maybe it was the way his eyes seemed to see through me, peeling back layers I wasn’t ready to expose.

It had been three days since I met him at the gallery, and I couldn’t shake the memory of his presence. The way he’d spoken to me, his words laced with intrigue and subtle dominance, left me feeling both exhilarated and unnerved.

I thought that would be the end of it—that our paths had crossed briefly and would never cross again. But life had other plans.

The invitation arrived that morning, tucked neatly into an envelope with my name scrawled across the front in elegant handwriting.

Ms. Lila Rhodes,

You are cordially invited to an exclusive dinner hosted by Damien Voss.

Date: March 28th

Time: 7:00 PM

Location: Voss Estate

My hands trembled as I read the words over and over again, trying to make sense of why a man like Damien would invite someone like me to his home.

“Exclusive dinner?” I muttered under my breath, staring at the invitation as if it might offer some kind of explanation.

Claire’s voice echoed in my mind: “Put yourself out there.”

Was this what she meant? Was this my chance to network—to meet people who could help me grow? Or was this something else entirely? Something dangerous?

I didn’t know what to expect, but one thing was certain: I couldn’t say no.

DAMIEN

She intrigued me in ways I couldn’t explain—ways I didn’t want to explain.

From the moment I saw her standing alone in that gallery, her vulnerability masked by a fragile facade of confidence, I knew she was different. She wasn’t like the others—the women who threw themselves at me with false smiles and empty promises. She had a fire buried deep within her, waiting to be unleashed.

And I wanted to be the one to unleash it.

The dinner was a calculated move—a test to see how far she was willing to go, how much she was willing to reveal. It wasn’t just about her art or her potential; it was about her.

I wanted to know what made her tick—what made her laugh, cry, shudder under my gaze. I wanted to peel back every layer until there was nothing left but raw, unfiltered emotion.

But more than that, I wanted her submission.

LILA

The Voss Estate was breathtaking—a sprawling mansion nestled atop a hill overlooking the city skyline. The driveway alone was longer than any street I’d ever lived on, lined with perfectly manicured hedges and flickering lanterns that cast an ethereal glow in the evening light.

As the car pulled up to the entrance, I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. This wasn’t just a house; it was a fortress—a testament to Damien’s power and wealth.

The doors opened before I could knock, revealing a tall man dressed impeccably in black who greeted me with a polite nod. “Ms. Rhodes,” he said smoothly, gesturing for me to enter. “Mr. Voss is expecting you.”

I stepped inside hesitantly, my heels clicking against the marble floor as I took in my surroundings. The interior was just as grand as the exterior—high ceilings adorned with crystal chandeliers, walls lined with priceless artwork, furniture that looked too expensive to touch.

“Lila.”

His voice cut through the silence like a blade, sending shivers down my spine as I turned toward him.

Damien stood at the foot of a grand staircase, his presence commanding even amidst all this opulence. He wore a tailored suit that fit him perfectly, his dark eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made my breath hitch.

“You’re here,” he said simply, descending the stairs with slow, deliberate steps.

“Yes,” I managed to reply, though my voice sounded embarrassingly small compared to his commanding tone.

He smiled faintly as he reached me, his gaze sweeping over me briefly before settling on my eyes. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you,” I said quickly, feeling my cheeks flush under his scrutiny.

“Come,” he said smoothly, offering his arm.

I hesitated for a moment before taking it, letting him guide me through the house toward what appeared to be a dining room.

The table was set for two—candles flickering softly amidst fine china and crystal glasses—and for a moment, I wondered if anyone else would be joining us.

“They won’t,” Damien said suddenly as if reading my mind.

I looked up at him in surprise but said nothing.

DAMIEN

She was nervous—I could feel it in the way her hand trembled slightly against my arm as we walked into the dining room. But she didn’t pull away; she didn’t retreat into herself like so many others might have done.

Good.

She had courage—even if she didn’t realize it yet.

As we sat down across from each other at the table, I watched her closely—studying every movement, every expression as she tried to mask her discomfort with polite conversation.

“You’re wondering why you’re here,” I said finally.

Her eyes widened slightly at my bluntness but nodded nonetheless.

“I see potential in you,” I continued smoothly. “Not just as an artist—but as something more.”

“More?” she echoed hesitantly.

“Yes.” My gaze locked onto hers with unwavering intensity. “You have fire within you—a fire waiting to be unleashed.”

She swallowed hard but didn’t look away—a small victory in itself.

“I want to help you unleash it,” I added softly but firmly.

Her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to respond but couldn’t find the words—and for once… silence felt more powerful than anything else.

This chapter builds tension between Lila and Damien while deepening their connection through subtle power dynamics and unspoken desires. The tone remains intense and emotionally charged while maintaining an air of suspense and intrigue akin to "Yes Daddy." Each interaction between them is layered with complexity and forbidden attraction that keeps readers hooked for what’s to come next!