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Chapter 43: Sniper
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[Cara]Oblivion.I never thought I could take solace in the darkness that surrounded me.Where there was no pain, no suffering.Simply an unending swath of silence and void stretching on forever.Is this what death feels like?There’s just nothing.No heaven nor hell.But am I dead?I don’t know.The last thing I remember was slashing Damon in the arms. I didn’t mean to. I was angry at him for everything he had done.He deceived me.Lied to my face.To answer my question, a sensation reeled into me, punching me hard in the gut. That kind of feeling in a dream of being pushed off from a great height, and then my body just jolted awake before I could land.The moment my eyes shot wide open, the first thing I was expecting to see was my bedroom’s ceiling as I lay in bed. The last thing I could have imagined was to find myself sitting inside a speeding car, zooming a hundred miles per hour into the congested highway.“What the fuck!” I screamed, terrified, as I swept my gaze around, only
Midnight Phantom Chapter 45: Obstinacy
[Cara]The cracking sound of my palm colliding with the surface of his face ricocheted off the otherwise silence that surrounded us. The impact whips his head sideways while the pain skittered from my palm up to my arm, causing my shoulders to scream in protest.It happened too fast.Even I was surprised at how my own reflexes reciprocated my anger with such violent behavior.Fear immediately followed right after I realized what I had done. I took an instinctive step back and cradled my throbbing arm as the twins stared at me both in bewilderment. But I could make out a hint of amusement on their gazes as though seeing a woman feet shorter than their size could conjure such force.I must admit, it felt like I have dislocated my wrist and the ball connecting my arm to my shoulder.“Okay, that’s one way of saying a better hello.” Davien chuckled, shaking his head in amazement. I swallowed hard when I noticed him wipe the small drop of blood that oozed from the corner of his mouth.Damn!
Midnight Phantom Chapter 46: Black Crystal
[Cara] My chest heaves deep when he suddenly grazes his thumb over one of my hardened nipples, a low growl of constraints rolling on his chest with his eyes momentarily closed. He was fighting the urge to take me, and so was I.I was holding myself back not to close the gap between us and kissing him.Despite all the wrongdoings he did.The lies and deception he made.He still had this effect on me, and I hated it. I hated myself more because of it.I am crazy.Damn insane.So, I put up a vigorous struggle against the haze of my lust and desire. To snap me out of the clouding sensation running up into my entire being.“You don’t expect me to take care of that, do you?” I quipped, my attention centered on the throbbing c*ck pressed up on my lower abdomen.He gives a wry grin while slowly shaking his head. “No love, a cold shower can do.” Then he leaned down and licked the sloping swell above my left breast, running so slowly up to my collarbone, and then proceeded to nip the soft fles
Midnight Phantom Chapter 47: His Obsession
[Cara]“This will be your room from now on.” Damon snapped me out of my stupor when he suddenly halted in front of a black door. I didn’t even notice that we’d wound through the second floor and walked passed through the glass-walled hallway.But my brows immediately knitted together in a seamless arch of confusion at what he said.“From now on?” I pointedly queried in disbelief. “Do you really expect that I will spend the rest of my life cooped up in this space? Are you mad?”What now? Is he going to take me as his prisoner? Is that what am I now? Does he really think I will just let him? Ugh! I can’t believe this man.If only there wasn’t someone trying to assassinate me right now, I would have already fled from here but right before punching this cretin square in the face.He makes my blood boil just by breathing next to me.And lit a fire of desire inside my body.Damn it.“No, love. Until we are married, this is going to be your room.” My mouth unhinged with sheer befuddlement.
Midnight Phantom Chapter 48: Message
[3rd POV—Damon]An uncomfortable feeling settled inside his chest upon hearing Cara’s rejection. He wasn’t used to the strange pang pricking inside his ribcage when he saw the anger and hatred dominating her emotions. He wasn’t expecting that kind of feelings to hurt more than the physical wound she inflicted or that the bullet embedded right in his leg.“All done, Mr. Montreal.” Damon’s attention was drawn to the doctor stitching him up and taking the sniper’s bullet off his flesh. He didn't do more than give him a cursory nod in dismissal before taking a deep breath and standing up. He looked at his arm and noticed that there were ten stitches in it. Cara’s got a clean aim, he must say, and for that, he was kind of proud.At least she knows how she got to defend herself in case something happens.Damon went to his room and took a quick shower first, getting rid of his blood off his body before he threaded the hallway down the basement where the fucker was waiting for him.Just like
Midnight Phantom Chapter 49: Dreams turned Reality
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[Cara]Fight or flight spiked into me, and I started kicking him aimlessly while scampering away from him as much as possible. However, I wasn’t fast enough to escape him. Damon grasps my ankles swiftly despite my struggles and yanks me back down.Quickly, he climbed on top of me and pressed down with his weight, pinning me down. I raised my hands and tried to punch him in the face, but he grabbed my wrists and stretched my arms above my head while pinning both of them firmly to the bed.“You are a fucking maniac. Let me go!” I bared my teeth at him. He only added a little bit more pressure on me. His nose touched mine, and his minty breath, with the hint of my own arousal from a while ago and fanned across my face.“Don’t deny it, Cara. You were moaning my name even with your eyes closed. Was I doing the exact same thing in your dream?” He taunts me, which only makes me glare at him even harder, just to hide the heat creeping into my face.“Fuck off!” I retaliated, squirming with pro
Midnight Phantom Chapter 51: Begged
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