Faking it with Damian Black Novel Chapter 60 – -MILLIE-  Is it weird that I’m already accustomed to waking up feeling nothing? I guess it is. I’ve been taken by Natalie and the guy named Aides. The last I remember was Natalie injecting something into my neck.  I listened to my surroundings. Sonja’s heart rate monitor beeping wasn’t there. Panic immediately coursed through my system. What did they do to Sonja? Or was it me they did something to?  Did they kill her already?  F**k.  ‘Calm down, Millie,‘ I thought. ‘Focus on your surroundings. Use your other senses. Panicking will get you nowhere.’  Once my mind calmed down, something felt different. There were no cuffs around my wrist. Instead, there were warm fingers laced with mine.  Pinching my eyelids, I forced them to open, the fluorescent lights on the ceiling blinding me. Turning my head to the side felt like an impossible feat. It took all my strength and lasted like a lifetime before I finally made out the silhouette of the man holding my hand. I would recognize him anywhere.  Damian.  He sat on a chair beside my bed, his forehead resting on his arm, and soft snores followed his shoulder’s rise and fall.  Is this real? I tried feeling his hands. It took me a while before I was finally able to squeeze his hand and relish the roughness and warmth of his palms.  Slowly, Damian woke up. His disheveled hair framed his beautiful face. The same face that had been in my dreams. I didn’t want to forget him. He was in my thoughts every time I closed my eyes.  He blinked away the sleep in his  I blinked them away, too. If this eyes, smiling at me. Mist blurred my view of him, and  real I could die from happiness.  was a dream, it was a very good dream. Damian felt so  e murmured, lifting ;  “Millicent,” a*s from the chair to cup my face. He bent over me and kissed  my forehead.  I almost sighed in relief. It wasn’t a dream. F**k! He was really here.  My time in captivity gave me the chance to ponder on everything that I am grateful for, everything that I would regret if I didn’t make it out of there alive.  There’s a lot I wanted to say, but speaking was impossible when my mouth felt as dry as the Sahara. Damian’s green eyes meandered over my face. Catching on my dilemma, he let my hand go and reached for a glass of water on the bedside table, offering the straw to my lips.  “Slowly,” he uttered, watching me take one sip at a time until my mouth was parched no  more.  “D–Damian…” I whispered, my tears streaming down my cheeks.  “I’m here. It’s okay.” He placed the water back on the table and sat on the edge of the bed, his hand sliding behind my head until he was cradling half of my body. “It’s okay. You’re safe,” he whispered against my hair again and again.  The trembling of my body intensified as the numbness faded away. I lifted my hand and gripped his brawny one, burying my face in his chest.  “I thought I’d never see you again,” I murmured, pulling him with what little strength I have closer to me.  “I’m so sorry,” Damian said, pulling away. He hooked a finger under my chin and kissed me tenderly. It was nothing passionate but a mere brush of his lips against mine, yet it was enough to convince me that this wasn’t a dream. He’s really here.  We stayed like that for a while. I didn’t want that moment to end, but as the numbness completely disappeared, questions formed in my head.  “What… What happened?” I asked, looking up at Damian.  A dark bag circled his pretty green eyes. His hair was a mess, and his dress shirt was crumpled like he hadn’t changed clothes for days.  “Natalie happened,” he murmured.  […]

Faking it with Damian Black Novel Chapter 59 – -DAMIAN- It was three in the morning when we reached the abandoned timber mill at the border of Roslin City. Luke, Matt, Charlie, and I used to spend our weekends here back in high school. The structure stood to this day, a mere reminder of what

Faking it with Damian Black Novel Chapter 58 – -DAMIAN- Once Gian left. I let ten minutes pass before walking out of the interrogation room. The hallway was empty. The flickering lights made me feel like I was in a suspense movie, and someone would come out of nowhere to kill me. When I reached

Faking it with Damian Black Novel Chapter 57 – -MILLIE- I couldn’t feel my toes or my fingers. Every muscle in my body felt like it had been coated with cement, frozen. I couldn’t move a muscle. Everywhere felt heavy, even my eyelids. I’ve been awake for a while, trying to make out my surroundings.

Faking it with Damian Black Novel Chapter 56 – -DAMIAN- “What the hell?” I murmured when Gian walked into the interrogation room My transfer from the holding cell to this isolated room was f ucking strange from the beginning. They locked me up with seven other people when they took me into custody. Once Detective

Faking it with Damian Black Novel Chapter 54 – -MILLIE- “I am on my way to the hospital to get more information on Mr. Blancher’s whereabouts, Hunter said over a handful of microphones thrust into his face.“Is her kidnapping connected to Mr. Damian Black’s attempted murder case?” someone from the cluster of reporters fired at

Faking it with Damian Black Novel Chapter 53 – -MILLIE- I don’t remember despising social media like this before. Even when Natalie threw me under the bus with that plagiarized vlog and my break up with Hunter. I still skimmed at my accounts now and then, answering questions and accepting endorsements. But after Damian’s arrest.

Faking it with Damian Black Novel Chapter 52 – -MILLIE- Every morning, I woke up next to Damian, and I recounted all the time we shared. It had been two weeks since he ended our contract, and I became his. That was the new clause of our agreement, if I could even call it that.

Faking it with Damian Black Novel Chapter 51 – -MILLIE- I woke to the strange feel of a heavy object pinning me down and a warm breath drawing a stripe down my neck. Groaning. I opened my eyes. It was breaking dawn. The soft light from the outside illuminated Damian’s handsome face, looming above mine.