Heartbroken Damian

As Damien was walking through the corridor, his gaze subconsciously glanced towards Kimberly's door and his legs slowly changed directions. 

He was supposed to be in his room but right now, he was sitting on Kimberly's bed, holding her nightgown that he tore and thrown to the floor the other day. The bed was still messy from her struggles to be set free. 

As he slowly brought the gown to his face, he sniffed her faint intoxicating perfume that was still lingering on the gown. Images of the scene played on his mind. 

That night, Kimberly had called him to come into her room. When he entered, he was shocked to see her adorn herself with glittering gold jewelry and makeup. She looked ravishing in her sexy transparent red gown. 

She was sitting seductively on her dressing table and gestured to him with a finger to come closer. He was mesmerized and for the first time in his life, his heart thumped faster than usual.