Taming Damian(10)

By: Jessica Wood



So this week, I had told myself to take a step back—have my fun with her and wait until she told me everything. Maybe there was an explanation I didn’t see. Maybe she was the beautiful person I had pictured her to be. Maybe she was still my Alex.

I rubbed my face with my hands and removed some excess water that was running down my face. It wasn’t until then that I realized that my fingers were starting to prune.

How long have I been in here? I must have been in the shower for a good ten minutes without even realizing. But where’s Alexis?

“Hey, babe? You okay?”

No response.

I got out of the shower but left it running. I didn’t want to not trust her, but that text from Chris had shaken me to the core. It had changed what I had thought I’d had with Alexis. Now, when I looked at her, all I saw was betrayal, which made me question her every move.

As I quietly walked toward the doorway of the bathroom to see what was holding her up, I heard her talking to someone and realized she was on the phone. My body automatically tensed.

“Sure, I can stop in next week at that time. Will the tests be ready then?”

I held my breath as I took in her words. Who is she talking to? She’s talking about the tests.

“Okay, thanks. Please tell Dr. Kramer that I’m really anxious to know the results as soon as possible.”

Fuck, she is pregnant!

At this point, I’d had enough of her lying and was about to storm into the room and confront her. But just then, her phone rang and I heard her quickly pick it up.

“Hey,” she whispered into her phone. I could hear an edge of panic in her voice.

I wondered who had just called and why she was whispering.

My question was immediately answered and the answer knocked the wind out of me.

“Chris, I really can’t talk right now. I emailed you and told you that I’m out of town this week. You shouldn’t have called.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Yes, I’m going to know the test results next week.”

There was another moment of silence.

“Chris, I already told you. I don’t know what I’m going to do if the results all come out positive.”

Pause.

“Yes, of course I’m going to keep the baby if it comes to that! How can you even ask that?”

I could hear my heart pound violently against my chest of her words. My hand held the doorframe for support as I tried to digest what this all meant.

“Thanks. I’m glad you’re there for me. But hey, I have to go.”

I could tell that Chris was still talking on the other end.

“I just can’t. I’ll call you in a few days, okay?”

As I listened to Alexis’s words from the other side of the open bathroom door, my chest tightened at the thought that I’d lost her to another man.

Was she ever mine to begin with? When that question popped into my head, I realized that I couldn’t take this any longer.

“Hey, what happened to you?” I popped my head into the room, knowing I’d surprise her.

Let’s see how you get out of this lie.

Alexis looked up at me with wide eyes and a stunned expression on her face. She opened her mouth but no words came out. She quickly recovered and a rehearsed smile spread across her face.

“Hey, sorry. I was just on the phone with—”

“—work?” I finished her sentence, knowing very well she’d lie about this too.

Her face turned bright pink as she looked down at her phone. “Yeah.” Her voice was soft, and I could tell she was trying to decide on something.

Is this when she’s going to tell me?

She cleared her throat and looked up at me, a sinful smile spreading across her face. “I’m ready for that shower now,” she purred.

Bitch. She’s just like my mother.

“Are you sure there’s nothing you need to take care of with whoever you were talking to? You look upset. It must be something urgent at work if they’re going to call you when they know you’re in Italy on vacation.”

“Uh, yeah, the issue’s been resolved. Um, they just needed me to confirm something real quick,” she stammered out.

She threw the phone aside and walked toward me with a smile on her face. It was not the same warm smile that caused my stomach to flip. This one was fake seductive smile. She should know that I could tell the difference. After all, I was Damian Castillo—I’d perfect that signature smile.

She wrapped her arms around my wet, naked body, pressing her body against my half-erect cock. “Didn’t you promise me that you’d angry fuck me?”

“You have no idea what you’re asking for,” I warned. Anger fumed inside me as the number of times I’d caught her lying to me was piling up.

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