Gabriela woke up the next day, her dream hinting confusion as usual.
The Sea Queen had said that after a kiss from a true love, healing would take place.
She wasn't sick, was she? Many questions ran in her head. She called Veronica.
"Hi, Veronica. I just woke up and I – the Sea Queen said some things that were...that I don't seem to understand."
"Was she referring to me?" Gabriela asked in a groggy voice.
"Yes, Gabriela. I told you who your true love was, didn't I?"
"Y-Yes you did but I thought you were teasing me."
"Teasing?" She chuckled.
"You'll understand much later, Gabriela. Just be patient. Everything will be revealed to you." Veronica's voice was calm.
"Are you guys dating already?"
"No. I asked him to wait for me. Firstly, I wanted to think it through and secondly, I wanted college to be over. I wanted us to be in our own cozy place, away from Claudia's drama." Gabriela replied.
"Do not wait any longer, Gaby. Leave Claudia to me. I'll take care of her. Don't delay this anymore. You love each other, then stick together. Stop drifting apart. One more kiss then it'll seal your deal forever."
"Is he the cursed prince?"
"I can't answer that right now. All I want you to do is get closer to him. Kiss your true love. He's all yours. You were chosen to redeem him."
"Redeem? You're talking in parables, Veronica. Can you please explain?"
"Don't rush, Gabriela. You'll understand. Are you both visiting his mom's burial site?" Gabriela was shocked.
"Oh..yeah. But how did you know I was...how did you know we were..."
"Darling, tell him to show you a picture of his mom."
"All..right."
Miguel met Gabriela outside school and she hopped into his car.
"Hi."
"You look...excited." Gabriela grinned.
"Yeah. I'm meeting my mom and I've got so much to tell her. So much," He replied.
"Oh."
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"Hi Mom." There was a glad smile on his face.
"Its your little boy again. I've missed you so much. Are you happy over there? I know you'd be. But your little boy's not happy, Mom. Its really tough without you. If you were with me, I would have excelled on a lot of things. But guess what, although, I need you but since I can't have you, I've got someone else. She's making me smile everyday. She taught me to believe in myself. She made me know that I wasn't your killer. She made me know that I'd grown up to be the best version of you. Mom, life without you's difficult but with her, I feel like you're still very much around." Gabriela was standing next to him with a smile.
"Say hi."
"Hi Mrs. Jackson. I've heard so much about you. My name is Gabriela Flores. Your son is...my favorite. He's a really nice guy, though he's a little annoying but I've grown to understand why he's acting that way. He needs someone that would love him for who he is. He needs someone that would make him happy always. And I promise to be that person. He might look strong but deep down, he's very fragile. He can't afford to get hurt."
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Michelle's room was a sanctuary, a haven where the boundaries between reality and fantasy blurred. As Damien stepped inside, the air enveloped him, heavy with the scent of wet flowers, like a spring morning after a gentle rain, an intoxicating spice of allure that filled his nostrils and caged him in a web of desire.
The lights were off.
"Babe, are you home?" Damien was getting tensed.
"Are you scared?" Michelle's voice was soft and as clear as crystal.
"I'm scared of the dark. Turn on the lights." When the dim lights were on, a gasp escaped Damien's lips. She was wearing a hot pink lingerie that hinted playful vibes rather than seductive.
Ah, she looked too cute.
Her wet hair adorned her bright toned shoulders and the face behind those glasses was making Damien lose his mind.
She simply took her glasses off and grinned.
"Eh, what are you wearing?" He tried to sound natural.
"Clothes. I mean – under clothes. I thought you wanted this." She shrugged.
"Yeah! But do you really wanna do this? I can't - "
"You can't? Oh geez, do you know how hard I worked putting all of this together?" He abruptly pulled her close, his touch making her blush innocently.
"Who said I won't? Look Michelle, you can't do this because you're trying to please me. I want to know what you want. I want to know how you feel."
"Gosh, really? If I didn't feel the same, why did I set up all this? I did this whole thing for us so why are you acting like its a one-sided thing? I love you and I'm ready to give you all you want now. I want to feel this – even though you're just going to do it once. I've gathered all the courage in the world for this. It's not so easy to give in but I'm ready to." She sounded desperate.
Damien smiled.
"I'm relieved you've given your consent, my beautiful chick. Now, can we..."
"You're sounding like you're some billionaire starting the night with his harlot. You have to promise me something, Damien."
"What's that?"
"Promise...promise that it won't hurt." Damien's eyes twinkled and he laughed.
"I can't promise that."
"No way, you have to."
"I can't. It's really difficult. Michelle, I'm going to hurt you," He said in a cold tone.
"Are you strong enough?" He leaned closer and she enjoyed feeling his hot breath on her skin. She didn't reply.
He knew she wasn't so confident anymore.
She was partially tensed.
"Are you scared of me?" She didn't respond. She just got lost in his eyes.
"Michelle. It's the first time, right?" Michelle nodded slowly.
"You just said this wasn't one-sided, right? Then prove it." She cupped his face and closed her eyes trying to keep calm.
She leaned in.
Inhaling the intoxicating scent of the room, mixed with his fresh masculine scent, she slammed her lips on his impatiently.
Her demand intensified.
She couldn't let embarrassment win.
She was with Damien, not some other loser guy.
She trusted him. Tonight would seal everything.
Michelle went rough and imperfect with need. He kissed her wildly, his tongue diving and sliding in her entrance. He lifted her and hit her hard on the comfy bed. Her hair was scattered on the pillow with a dirty smirk and the hot stare only lasted seconds before they locked lips again.
His fingers curled back to his neck and traced him, his body on top of hers was making her shake with excitement as he hotly feasted on her irresistible lips.
She pushed his head closer and their bodies met, the touch made her moan softly. She crushed his lips harder like she was never going to stop and in a split, her lingerie was ripped.
Damien broke the kiss to take in her features.
She was braless. His eyes glittered making her shut hers.
"Hey," He whispered.
"You're as red as a tomato right now and I feel awkward about going further. Do you want to stop here?" The question was daring yet had to do with a straight up yes or no.
Her heart pounded hard in her chest. He was staring adorably at her. He wasn't full of lust.
"You...you..m..might have seen this before. And I feel..I feel..strange that you're seeing it again." He chuckled.
"Me? Oh I didn't see anything."
"You didn't?" He rose up to strip.
"Nope."
"But it was posted on the school's community chat! You boys must have had a good laugh watching it!"
"I didn't watch it, Michelle."
"Really?" A grin spread across her face.
"Wait...swear."
"Michelle, I swear I didn't watch it. Seeing you stark n@ked now..is amazing." She felt him lean close.
"Mindblowing." He whispered in a husky voice.
"Will you open your eyes now? Enough of being so shy! I thought you were brave!"
"I'm sorry for...blushing but I want to feel it all with my eyes closed. Can I?"
"You can't. Don't make that kind of request. You're courageous. You can do this, babe. Look at me."
"D-Did you un-dress?" Her voice and lips were quivering.
"Yeah. Stare. Stare all you want."
"I-I'm afraid I won't be able to..."
"Michelle, what's gonna make you calm down? You've read about this in so many novels, even though you haven't experienced it, I expect you to be well prepared but – " Her eyes flew open and she let out a high-pitched scream, breaking out powerfully and uncontrollably.
Damien covered her mouth with his palm, smirking.
"Gosh, you're so loud. You're crazy." He took his palm off slowly.
"I'm not crazy, I'm just...you're really going to hurt me..." She whimpered.
"Sweetie, what the fuck is happening to you? I would never hurt you, all right? You brought this upon yourself, baby. Let me promise this, I won't go too hard."
"P..promise?"
"Yeah. Promise." She had enough time to check him out because he was rubbing her hand, trying to calm her down.
The sight of his shaft made the fire clenching between her legs become worse. She was anticipating. The moment that terrified her.
How the hell was this going to fit in her?
She would probably strike underneath.
Michelle didn't want to cry. She wanted him to be convinced that she was 100% ready.
Or - maybe 99%.
He didn't look rough like the male leads she had read about, he only looked attractive and fascinating.
His eyes drifted from her hand to her face, and their eyes locked.
She nodded confidently and he proceeded.
Damien's eyes on her nipples made them harder, longing for his touch. He didn't want to inflict pain on her, it was difficult for him to.
The girls back in high school knew how ferocious their make out sessions were.
He couldn't try that out with Michelle.
She would cry senselessly.
He claimed her lips again, this time, gently and filled with caresses that excited her. His lips left her mouth and went to her jaw, tasting her skin. He went down to her neck and gave her hickeys that made her yelp. He admired her tender skin.
Her outbursts of emotion were uncontrollable and she pulled him closer to herself. His tongue touched her boobs, leaving her breathless.
Michelle was electrified.
Asides the pain, Damien filled her with unexplanable thrill.
His tongue was on her nipple, exploring and savoring one of them then stroking the other one.
"You're delicious, my love." He spoke and felt like burying himself in the valley of her breasts. Her entire body was shaking.
The tense in her clit was not under control.
His tongue finally left her tits, traced her stomach until he was down staring at her panty. He pulled it off swiftly and stroked her.
It was the moment she was waiting for.
The moment she dreaded the most, although anticipated.
He was rock hard and his statement played in her head.
"Michelle, I'm going to hurt you."
"Do you want to stop?" He asked.
"No,no,no...please...go on. But be gentle. Do not break your promise." Her voice had changed.
She was somewhat softer and sexier.
Damien wished she wouldn't just talk anymore.
Her voice made him more aroused. He was absolutely going to hurt Michelle.
She raised her hips and her hole looked like it was inviting him. She took him inside of her immediately.
At first, it was pleasure. She was wet, her body demanded more.
She rose in a sitting position and swung his arms around his neck.
Michelle was so beautiful.
"Please go on."
"Wow, I like it when you beg me, silly. That's my girl." He kissed her cheek before driving hard into her again. She bit her lip, his heat touching her entrance before thrusting in powerfully.
She dripped.
Her voice was a mixed of sensual joy, yet so much pain.
She felt the pleasure of those novel characters, but never felt their pain.
Though she was tight, he managed to fit in – somehow. He wasn't too strong for her. They were perfectly made for each other.
"Stop biting your lips. I want to hear you. Scream for me."
"Ah..." She moaned.
She was trying not to be too loud; but it wasn't possible when his intensity grew harder and faster.
Michelle threw her head back and their groans filled the entire room. Damien inside of her made her go wild.
He was just...too good at everything.
She regretted taking so long before making love.
She regretted being so shy.
Damien was hitting her walls – and he was sinking deeper. Soon, she didn't feel his masculinity anymore. His fingers caressed her wetness and teased her before it rolled inside of her.
"Shit!" She cried and Damien smiled, sweat dripping down his face. He continued fondling until his second finger went in.
"Oh, fuck..." She tried not to make him hear that but failed.
She was swearing and he loved it.
"You're too adorable, darling. Making you feel this way is my new favorite hobby." His voice was as low and husky as a sweet confession.
"I'm not guilty." Saying that, he thrust his third finger in.
The pain was unbearable but Damien was too good for them to stop now. Before she knew it, she was underneath his body again and he started slamming in with his shaft.
Michelle didn't want it to ever stop.
He enjoyed hearing her sexy screams and making her take in his whole length made her shudder. She had never felt this way in her entire life and she wanted it to go on for a thousand more eternities.
She felt herself burst and he kissed her, sensing she was nervous. She wasn't just being screwed, she heard all the words Damien couldn't say.
How much he loved her. She knew the night had changed everything for them. They weren't just dating for fun, they'd build a family together.
He planted his seed into Michelle and the joy made her head spin. Her hole was throbbing and her heart was racing. They were both panting, trying to catch their breaths.
Damien stared at her. Sex with his – life partner for the first time.
He'd call that love.
It was the best thing that had ever happened to him.
He cursed himself for having anything to do with other ladies.
There was a stain. Michelle was truly a virgin. An innocent virgin who only trusts him as the perfect man to take that away from her. He was delighted.
"You've read about this for so long, only to experience it at 22? You never actually tried this?"
"I kept myself for you, okay? You should be happy about that."
"For me?"
"Yeah. I was hoping I'd meet someone who weren't like those animalistic male leads. I wanted someone who would wait till I was ready." An image flashed in Damien's mind. He quickly leaned in to check her boobs.
There were scars. Not so glaring but he knew someone had hurt her there.
"What happened to you, Michelle?"
"Don't worry about those. It's - "
"Michelle, what happened to you?"
"That was far back in high school. Those mean girls filmed me n@ked, remember? And Claudia scratched me brutally with her kitty nails."
"What?!"