‘Damien.’ My voice came out barely above a whisper. I was hot everywhere, and having my clothes off didn’t make it better at all. I would probably have taken them off if Damien didn’t do it.
‘Please.’ I writhed my body on the table, wanting to feel more of its cold on my body.
‘Please what Layla? What are you begging for?’ Even I couldn’t answer that question. I didn’t know what I was begging for, but I knew what I wanted.
‘Make it stop.’ I gritted out in anger, unable to take the pain and the heat anymore
‘Say the magic word.’ He smirked at me condescendingly and it angered me even more. I was about to curse him out, but I noticed something unusual. Beads of sweat were falling down his head. But the air conditioner was on full blast. The only explanation for that is…..
‘Are you r
