Loving You - Chapter 18 (Patreon)

The next few weeks fly by. I'm literally being waited on hand and foot and Damien wont let me do anything for myself. Now that my wound has gotten better he has me doing rehab with light weights and bands. I remember when he came back from town with all the stuff in his hands.

He had told me that morning that he was going into town and asked if I needed anything. Once I told him nothing he left in silence. He came back with boxes of stuff, a big smile on his face announcing that I was able to start my rehabilitation process. At the time I had been excited at the prospect of doing something besides eating and lounging all day, but now I was starting to regret it. He took it so seriously and would get very upset if he caught me slacking.

I walk into the kitchen to find Damien on the phone. He looks angry. Like murderously angry. He turns his back to me growling into the phone. I cant hear what he's saying but based on his body language its nothing too kind. He ends the call and turns to find me behind him. His face instantly goes soft when he sees me. That's one thing that terrifies me. How Damien can go from 0-100 so fast. It was like a switch being flipped.

"Good morning beautiful." He opens his arms and motions for me to come to him. My legs move on their own accord and I go into his embrace. In the weeks we've been here Damien's been nothing but nice to me. His dark side hadn't shown once and I could almost bring myself to like him. Almost.

I lean my cheek against his hard chest, listening to his heartbeat. "Damien?"

"Hm?" The rumble from his chest vibrates my whole body.

"Can we go outside?"

He pulls away from me and looks me in the eyes. Before a smile breaks its way onto his face and that dimple pops up. "Of course." Excitement racks my body. And I jump up and down in excitement.

30 minutes later we're bundled up and outside in the snow. The outdoors is absolutely beautiful snow blankets the trees and scenery around me. The house that we were currently in was no less extravagant than Damien's home. The snow accentuating its beauty. We walk in silence, enjoying each others company.

I finally decided to do something about it and bend over to start scooping up snow. I turn to see Damien staring at me strangely. And using my newfound strength I lodge a snowball at him, nailing him in the chest. He gives me a cool look before bending over to scoop up his own snowball. Thus starts our snowball fight. We spend all afternoon snowball fighting and making snowmen. It makes me realize if Damien wasn't as cruel as he was then maybe I would have loved him in another life. But this was now and he was the way he is. But even though I knew that was the logical way to feel, I couldn't help but think it wasn't true. And that maybe I was developing strong feelings for him.

Later that night we're in the living room, I'm watching a movie and Damien is working on something on his iPad.

"Nevaeh. Will you go into the bedroom and grab my notepad off the dresser please?"

I simply nod my head and stand to go retrieve his work. Once I'm in the bedroom I look around for the notebook on the dresser but I see something else looking back at me. A necklace. Not just any necklace, the necklace that I had fallen in love with in that vintage shop. Damien must have gone back for it when I wasn't paying attention and gotten it for me. I hear someone clear their throat and turn to see Damien in the doorway. He's leaning against the doorway with a crooked smile on his perfect face.

He walks by me and grabs the necklace and takes it out of the box to fasten it around my neck. He then grabs my hand and leads me over to the bed and sits me down on the edge.

"Nevaeh. I can give you anything in the world. And you know I can. But I know now that you aren't the type of person I can just give the world to and you'll want that. I know now that you are unlike any woman I have ever been with." He caresses my cheek

"Nevaeh, I think I'm falling in love with you." My heart stops. No. No. No. He can't be.

I shake my head. "No...Damien you, you cant love me. You would let me be free if you loved me. You would let me go see my family and friends. You don't love me.." He searches my eyes for something.

"Do you love me, Nevaeh." The room is silent.

"I-I don't know.. I can't love you. You took me away from everything I know and loved! You've tortured me and raped me... I don't love you, I hate you!" I shout. My anger that's been dormant for so long finally resurfaces. Damien looks taken aback before his eyes turn dark. I knew in that moment that I had made a grave mistake.

Damien put his hand to my chest and gently pushes, I fall back into the bed as he crawls over me. His blue eyes boring into mine with such an intensity.

"You hate me, eh?" I don't respond. Only look at him in fear. He reaches his hand down my torso and into my pants. He cups my core with his hand and begins rubbing, eliciting sparks of pleasure from that spot.

"Are you sure you hate me baby?" I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head yes. Before i know what's going on Damien tears my clothes off and enters me swiftly. I gasp aloud at the sudden intrusion. Damien is moving against me so fast and hard I have no time for breath. All I can do is gasp and scream aloud as he takes the pleasure from my body.

He leans into my ear and licks my lobe before whispering, "Tell me you love me." I shake my head vigorously. All the emotion and pleasure is clouding my judgement. I cant think right or wrong good or bad. All that matters is Damien. I can feel his giant length running in and out of me. Giving me such great pleasure.

"I hate you!" Damien's lips latch onto my neck where he sucks and nibbles lightly. Tears fill my vision as realization dawns on me. He knows. And he's going to get it out of me. That's why he wasn't angry that I'd said that earlier. He grips my breast as he rams into me.

"Tell me what you're really feeling baby."

"I-I- I don't hate you. I can't..." He leans closer to my cheeks an licks up my tears.

"Tell me the truth, Nevaeh."

"I can't hate you, because...I love you." No sooner did the words leave my lips did I feel myself clamp down on Damien's length as an orgasm washed through me. The intensity was so much I couldn't help myself. I opened my mouth and screamed in pleasure. I could hear Damien's groan as he found his release, spilling his seed inside of me. He collapses on top of me and rolls over, pulling me in his embrace.

"I knew you would be mine." He says to me. I close my eyes and begin to cry. I hate myself. How could I love a monster like him? How?