Chapter 17

*AURORA* “Yes, I can have any woman I want. And I’ll make sure you regret treating me like this.” Oh God. Did I treat him too bad? I just said I wasn’t interested in him! Why can’t he humbly accept that? I had a bad feeling about this. He headed for the door and left. I released a breath I didn’t even know I was holding. I walked out of the room and met Lucien outside the hall, he was already sitting inside the car waiting for me. He didn’t ask how I got splashed with wine and I didn’t see any need of explaining to him either. I got into the car and the driver drove off. Getting to the busy road, the car suddenly pulled up at the side of the road. “Get down. I have something important to attend to tonight. Take a taxi home.” I didn’t argue with him, I got out of the car and it sped off. Sighing, I knew where he was headed. He could have at least had the decency to drop me home. I hailed down a taxi and headed home. ******** When I walked into the house, Alma was at the living room, she ran up to me. “Why are you alone? Where’s Lucien?” I shrugged. “He went to see that woman?! No! I’ll go find out where he is right now and bring him home.” As she made to leave, I quickly held her hand. “Mom, Lucien is a grown man, if this is what he wants, it’s time we accept and respect it.” She looked surprised to hear me say that. I couldn’t blame her though because for three years, Alma and I had been hoping that Lucien would come back to me. But I didn’t want him to come back anymore. Maybe, I could start this way, to make Alma know that I didn’t want to be married to her son anymore. She didn’t say anything else, she just stared at me and so I bid her good night and headed upstairs. When I got to my bedroom, I undressed and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the shower, hoping it would not only wash away the dirt on my body but also wipe away my troubled heart. You might think I’m a coward for not straight up telling the Sullivans that I wanted a divorce. But frankly, I was scared of losing them, I was scared of losing Alma, Jorge, Fabiola and Grandpa Sullivan. They were like the only family I had now. Even if Alma had said before that if the family disowned Lucien, I’ll still be part of the Sullivans, I knew it would be awkward to be around them once I divorce Lucien. They might not be so kind to me anymore. When Isobel first came to the Diaz family with claims of her being the real daughter, it had seemed like a joke at that time. But when she said her birthdate and the exact hospital we were born in, it had began to look suspicious and a DNA test just had to be conducted to know if what she was saying was the truth. When the results came back, I was crushed. It was heart-wrenching to know that my birth father did something as evil as that, it was heart-wrenching to know that the family I grew up with, the only family I’ve ever known wasn’t mine. When Hannah had beaten me up for my father’s sins, she had the news publicized and introduced her real daughter to the world. Immediately the Sullivans saw that news, they had all rushed to the Diaz family house and demanded to see me. I could recall how heartbroken Alma had looked when she saw the bruises on my body. Grandpa Sullivan had said if Grandpa Diaz was still alive, he’d not have allowed me to be treated like that. Grandpa Diaz had been one of my favorite people on earth. He doted on me, making sure I get the very best of everything. It broke my heart even more to know that I wasn’t related to him, I wasn’t his real granddaughter. The Sullivans had taken me away at that time. Alma made sure I got treated. They were the only ones who cared about how I felt, they were the only ones who didn’t treat me like the child of a monster. That was months before Lucien left me for Carla so he was equally very nice to me then, promising me that he’d stand by me no matter what. The Sullivans helped me a lot. They helped in processing everything, they helped in healing the pain I felt. They stood up to anyone that tried to bully me. At some point, I wanted to see my birth mother, I wanted to know her and maybe if we could connect but she refused to see me. I don’t know why. Alma had said she was probably ashamed to face me. I heard the Diaz had dealt with her a lot and they eventually let her go but she still didn’t want to see me. My birth mother didn’t want me and the Diaz family didn’t want me either. It was the Sullivan who took care of me, helping me get through that period of my life. I think that was why I got even more closer to them. I just wanted to belong somewhere. And they made me feel like a part of their family. And so when Lucien wanted a break up, I lost it. I couldn’t accept it because I felt losing him, meant losing the Sullivans and being completely on my own. I didn’t want to be alone. I wanted to be loved. I just wanted a family. I couldn’t say I’ve healed, completely now, but I was better than I was before. So I have to make the right decision for myself now even if it meant ending up alone. I just needed a peaceful divorce, I didn’t want the Sullivans to turn against me, I didn’t want them to see me as an ingrate. But they had to understand that their son didn’t want me anymore and he wasn’t worth fighting for. Turning off the shower, I dried off, blew-dry my hair, put on my nighties and got into bed to sleep. I kept tossing and turning unable to sleep. Sighing, I stared at the ceiling. I wondered what Damon was doing right now. I quickly shook my head. What was my business with what he was doing? I don’t care. A memory flashed through my head, oh God, that kiss. I placed my finger on my lip. What if Lucien hadn’t called? How far would I have let Damon take it? Would I have allowed him have sex with me? I swallowed, my body growing warm with need. It’s been so long since I got touched by a man. Was that why my body was reacting this way just by thoughts of Damon? My phone rang, startling me. I reached for it and I was shocked to see that it was him. Damon. Why was he calling me? I shouldn’t pick, I shouldn’t answer it. But I found myself picking up his call. “Hello.”I murmured. There was silence at the other end of the call and I was starting to think he called me by mistake. “Hello?” “I was hoping you wouldn’t pick up so I can be sure you weren’t interested in me.” I gulped, quickly thinking of an excuse. “We would be working together so it’d be rude to ignore your call.” He laughed a deep belly laugh and I felt it heat my blood as the sound rolled over me. “Again with this. I took your advice tonight. I was going to find myself ten women to fuck.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. Why was my throat suddenly so dry.”Hmm…so did you have fun?” “I was going to but then every woman suddenly looked like you.” I frowned.”What?” “You’ve messed with my head, Aurora. What did you do to me?” “I…em…I…” “I am home with a raging hard-on and I can’t think of sleeping with any woman except you.” Oh God. I should be finding ways to turn him off but I was getting turned on right now. “I…I didn’t mean to mess with your head.”I said, innocently. He inhaled,sharply. I heard it catching in his throat. “I want you, Aurora…” My heart stopped. “Does it not bother you that you’re flirting with a married woman right now?” “Does it look like I give a fuck about your husband?!” My heart began to hammer. Hang up, Aurora, but I found myself replying; “Do you want me that bad?” Why am I flirting with him back?! “Yes.” He breathed,roughly. I scrunched my eyes shut to focus on his breaths. “You want me too.”He whispered through a heavy breath and my sex clenched to the sound of his deep commanding voice. “I don’t.”I argued, weakly. He inhaled,sharply,neither of us speaking for a moment or two. God, I’m so fucking aroused by this man, it wasn’t even funny. “You’re in your bed,right?”He asked. “Yes.” “What are you wearing?” Don’t tell him. “A blue nightdress.” I’m losing control. “Underneath?” “Red panties” “Take it off.” What? I just told him I wasn’t attracted to him. I shouldn’t do this. I should hang up now. I slid my panties off my body. “Done.” “Touch yourself.Put that pretty little finger in your pussy and tell me what you feel.” I slid my hand between my legs and swiped through my flesh. “I’m…I’m wet.”I breathed. “For me?”I can hear the arousal in his voice. “Yes.”I rasped. “Fuck.” This was insane and so damn hot. “I’m jerking off, Aurora, I’ve never been this hard. I just want to fuck you so bad.” That got me more horny and I started to slide a finger into my pussy. “Ahh.”I moaned. “Oh, fuck, you’re moaning, what are you doing?” “I’m sliding my finger in and out of my…my...” “Your pussy.Fuck…I want to see your pussy…I’m going to pound it so hard that you would forget who you are.” “Ohh…Damon.”I moaned as I touched myself faster. I lifted up my nightdress and rubbed my hands on my bare boobs. “I’m caressing my breasts and can feel my nipples getting harder and harder.” “Oh God! What colours are your nipples?”He sounded,breathless. “I..I think…dark pink.” “I wonder how they would feel against my mouth.I know they would taste so good, I would lick them, suck on them and at the same,I would be fucking your wet pretty pussy.” My nipples reacted to that instantly, getting more rigid and a low moan escaped my mouth. I started to rub circles on my clit. “I’m getting close.”I murmured. “Me too.” I imagined him stroking himself and that thought felt so good. “I wonder what your…your...” “My cock looks like? Oh Aurora, I can’t wait to corrupt you. And you can come see my cock anytime you want to.” “Uhmm…I..” My words faded as my legs stiffened, I applied more pressure on my clit and my orgasm crashed through me. “I’m coming.”I whimpered. I could tell he was too. “Ahh…fuck!” “Damon.”I gasped. As soon as I recovered from it, I glanced at my cellphone and saw that he had hung up. What did I just do? What the hell just happened? I just had phone sex with Mr Dumont?!