Billionaire Deception

A Cryptic Revelation

"It was a pleasure having you around today, though I regret how the evening concluded." Damien's text message chimed on Olivia's phone.

Unprepared to respond, Olivia opted to leave the message unopened and tossed her phone onto the couch.

“What a day!” She said, sighing, thinking about the events of the day and how it seemed surreal.

She poured herself a glass of water and sat down, trying to process everything that had happened.

She thought back to the moment she had first laid eyes on Damien and how captivated she had been by his physique and charisma.

She had been unable to resist him and had given in to his charm without hesitation.

But now, as she reflected on the day, she couldn't help but wonder if she had made a mistake.

“He was charming and attentive,” she said lightly.

“But there has always been an underlying sense of secrecy and mystery.” A voice in her head added.

“And now he knows I'm no fun” She said, as her mind wandered to the moment she confessed to him she was a virgin.

With her mind becoming overwhelmed with thought, she shook her head, trying to clear it. But it was too late to change anything now, and she had a feeling that whatever was going on, might as well be over.

She downed her cup of water and stood up, making her way to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and stepped in, letting the hot water wash away the stress and confusion of the day.

As the water ran over her body, she couldn't help but think back to the encounter with the stranger and the cryptic warning he had given her.

"Not everything is as it seems," he had said.

What did he mean? And why was he so concerned about her safety?

As the water sluiced over her, she felt her muscles relaxing, and her mind clearing. She would have to be cautious and watch her back. She didn't know who or what she was dealing with, but she had a feeling that things were about to get a lot more complicated.

***

The next morning, Olivia was woken by the sound of her alarm. She reached out and turned it off, sitting up in bed and stretching.

She had slept fitfully, tossing and turning all night as her mind tried to make sense of the events of the previous day. She had finally drifted off into a restless slumber just as the sun was rising, and she had a dull headache and dark circles under her eyes.

It was almost noon as she stood up and walked to the bathroom, splashing cold water on her face and looking at her reflection in the mirror.

Olivia looked haggard and exhausted, her hair mussed and her skin pale. She sighed, knowing that she would have to put on a brave face and try to get through the day.

As she brushed her teeth, she couldn't help but think of Damien, his dazzling blue-grey eyes staring right past hers while they danced together last night; their bodies pressed close against each other and his breath tickling every inch of exposed flesh…she shuddered involuntarily recalling these moments.

Olivia's phone buzzed, breaking her out of her reverie. It was a text from Damien, asking her how she was doing. She hesitated, her wet fingers hovering over the keyboard as she tried to decide how to respond.

Finally, she typed a quick reply and hit send.

"I'm fine. I was just thinking about you."

There was no point in trying to hide her feelings; it was obvious to both of them that she was falling for him, and that his charms had worked their magic on her.

She couldn't resist him, even if she tried.

A few minutes later, her phone buzzed again.

"Have lunch with me, Ms Adams"

Olivia couldn't help but smile, her heart fluttering in her chest at the thought of seeing him again.

“I'd love to.” She typed, tossing her phone on the bed as she mopped her warm body swiftly.

She picked out a simple but elegant outfit, taking care to look her best for him. She didn't want to give him any reason to doubt her feelings for him.

As she got ready, she couldn't help but wonder about Damien's true intentions.

"What does he really want from me? Is he truly interested in me, or is he just trying to take advantage of me, and why me?” She muttered as she applied light makeup on

She shook her head, trying to push the doubts out of her mind. There was no point in questioning his motives; the fact was, she was falling for him, and that was all that mattered.

She finished getting ready and grabbed her purse, heading out the door.

She looked at her phone and Damien was yet to reply.

But then, right in front of her house was a white limousine. "Good day, Ms. Adams," Bruce said.

"Are you expecting a limousine, Olivia?" One of her neighbors asked, a confused expression on her face.

"I guess I am," Olivia spoke more to herself than to the neighbor.

"Miss Adams, I'm Bruce, I'll be your driver today. Mr. Blackwood is waiting for you at the Ritz hotel." Bruce spoke as he opened the car door.

"Please, do have a seat, Miss."

Damien was sitting at a table for two, his back turned to her. The restaurant was empty, and he was the only customer.

"Hi, I hope I didn't keep you waiting," Olivia spoke as she sat down across from him.

"Not at all. I'm glad you could make it." Damien replied, his eyes twinkling as he gazed at her.

"Me too. It's been a crazy morning." Olivia replied, though in truth, she had spent most of it trying to catch up on sleep and struggling to find some much-needed rest.

"I can imagine. You look gorgeous Ms. Adams" Damien smiled as he held her hand.

"Thanks." She smiled with her cheeks burning red.

They both stared at each other, their eyes locked in a passionate gaze. Olivia felt her heart racing, and she knew that he was feeling the same way.

"I've missed you, Ms. Adams," He whispered.

"I've missed you too, Mr Blackwood", She tried to reply sarcastically, yet her voice trembled with emotion.

"Let's eat" Damien gestured to the waiter.

They proceeded to order their food. Olivia chose the chicken while Damien chose the steak.

"How is your business doing, Damien?" Olivia asked.

Damien had always been secretive and mysterious about his businesses but this time he decided to share a little.

"Well, it's going great" he smiled.

"That's good." She smiled back.

"Yes, I've been busy with some new acquisitions lately. It's been quite challenging, but I'm enjoying the work." he said.

"What kind of acquisitions?" She inquired.

He smiled. "You're full of questions this afternoon, aren't you?"

She blushed. "I'm sorry. I'm just curious."

He smiled again. "It's okay. I'm just teasing you."

They finished their meal and continued their conversation for a while.

Damien stretched his hand to feel Olivia's at the other side of the table as he looked into her eyes with intent.

“I apologize for last night,” Damien said with a sincere face.

“I didn't mean to make you…” he was saying when Olivia interrupted.

“I want to,” Olivia interjected.

“I want to be with you,” She added, calmly this time.

“Are you sure, Olivia?” he asked, calling her first name for the first time.

“I am,” She said, nodding her head slowly in acceptance

"Come, let's round up and go home" Damien said with a smirk on his face.

Olivia bit her lip. "Mmmm... Alright." Her mind racing passionately

"Let's go," Damien winked.

They exited the restaurant and entered Damien's limousine parked nearby, with Bruce stationed at the door.

As they drew closer towards Damien's mansion, Olivia's mind was filled with anticipation for the evening ahead at his place.

Engulfed by her own desires.

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They arrive at Damien's mansion. He took her hand and led her inside. She followed him in.

It was so large and luxurious, just as she remembers.

Olivia's heart beats with a mixture of passion and nervousness.

Immediately Damien closed the door, he pinned Olivia against the wall and kissed her passionately.

He pushed his body against her while kissing her, pinning her hands over her head and her legs apart.

"Mmmm" Olivia moaned as she felt the heat between her legs.

Then, he picked her up, wrapped her legs around his waist and carried her upstairs.

In Damien's room, the walls were covered with black satin sheets, the ceiling was covered with a mirror and the floor was covered with a white fur carpet.

As he sat down on the bed, she stood in front of him.

Damien reached for Olivia's zipper, and slowly undid her skirt, letting it fall to the floor.

Then, he began taking off her blouse, one button at a time.

He slid her blouse off, and tossed it aside, revealing her pink lace bra.

Then, he slid the straps off her shoulders, and unfastened her bra, tossing it aside as well.

Her breasts were exposed, and she gasped, covering herself shyly.

"My God, you're beautiful," he said, staring at her.

Olivia, breathing hard, overwhelmed by the heat of passion.

She held Damien's hand gently, staring into his eyes.

"Don't worry, My Love. I'll be gentle", as if hearing her every word her eyes were true.

He unzipped his pants and pulled them down, tossing them aside.

Then, he removed her underwear.

"Oh god," Olivia moaned, looking at his size, a mixture of fear and anticipation.

Damien then picked her up, placing her onto the bed.

Then, he hovered over her, his arms on each side of her.

He pressed his lips against her, kissing her deeply.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

Olivia nodded. Olivia's a virgin who hasn't had s*x.

Damien spread his legs apart, positioning himself between them.

Then, he slid the head of his c**k along her c**t, making her moan loudly.

Then, he pushed the tip inside of her.

"Ahh, it hurts!" she cried out.

"It's OK, Love," he assured her.

"I'm here, it'll get better." He added.

Damien pushed the head of his c**k further inside her, stretching her.

She screamed as tears ran down her face, the pain was excruciating. "Damien" breathing hard.

"You're mine now." Damien said as he thrusted the rest of the way in, burying himself inside of her.

Olivia screamed again, her nails digging into his skin, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

"Ow, f**k! Ahh, oh god, Damien, yes!" she moaned.

He began thrusting in and out of her, the pain quickly subsiding.

"Yes, more!" She said as she continued moaning.

Damien groaned as he started pumping into her faster.

Olivia's moans filled the room, her hips rocking with his rhythm.

He pounded her hard, her walls gripping him tightly.

"D-Damien, I'm close, don't stop!" She said, with her legs locked around Damien's waste.

He growled, his grip on her tightening, his thrusts becoming more violent.

"c*m for me, my love" he whispered into her ear.

With that, Olivia's orgasm ripped through her, her whole body shaking.

Her vision turned white, stars dancing before her eyes. The world around her disappeared.

All that mattered was the pleasure between her legs and the man who was making her feel so good.

"Ohh, Damien" she whimpered.

"So, f*****g tight," he grunted, slamming into her harder.

"That's it, love. c*m for me" he said as Olivia's entire body shook, her mind going blank.

A loud, animalistic growl escaped from Damien's lips.

His whole body shuddered, his c**k throbbing inside her.

His c*m shot deep inside her, filling her up.

"Mine."

"You're mine." Damien collapsed next to Olivia, pulling her into his arms.

"I love you." Olivia said as she snuggled closer to him, enjoying his warmth.

"I love you too." he whispered, kissing her forehead.

They both lay there and Damien pulled her into his arms.

"It's late, stay the night", Damien suggested.

"Okay", Olivia smiled.

They both fell asleep and, in the morning, Damien woke up and saw her sleeping peacefully.

He leaned over and kissed her softly.

But when Olivia woke up, he wasn't there.

Olivia felt confused and slightly hurt.

"Maybe he has to work early," she thought.

A note by her side caught her attention.

"Hey baby, sorry I had to leave so early, but Bruce will get you home. I had a great time last night, we'll have to do this again.

P.s I'll be out of town on a business trip for a couple of days.

See you soon, baby

Love, Damien."

Olivia smiled as she read the note, and she felt her heart skip a beat.

"I'm in love!" she shouted at the empty room out of excitement.

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It was almost noon…

Olivia had just returned to her apartment, tossing her handbag and herself onto the bed as she replayed the events of her day in her mind, particularly the lunch and intimate moments with Damien.

She recalled his touch, his scent, as she gazed up at the mirrored ceiling.

Lost in her thoughts, Olivia was suddenly jolted back to reality by a knock on her apartment door.

Weary and fatigued, she dragged herself to the door, wondering who could be visiting at this late hour.

Peering through the peephole, she saw no one there.

With a sense of unease creeping over her, Olivia cautiously cracked open the door, but still found no one in sight, only a gleaming flash drive on the floor with a note attached to it.

"Told you to be cautious, Olivia. Things are not always what they seem. Here's why," she read aloud, her heart racing with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.