sex-me boss.

-I think we should go Damon, we shouldn’t keep the others waiting, it’s no good and you know it.

-And I’d still like to enjoy my fiancee for a while, is that too much to ask, my angel?

-Damon, cut the acting, will you? Now we’re going, or I’m going on my own. Your choice.

Damon didn’t want to find himself at the same table as the man who shared his mother’s life, but knowing that Olivia wanted to go, he let his guard down because he didn’t trust the man enough to leave his fiancee with him, even if his mother was there.

-Just so that this man doesn’t check you out because you’re mine.

-jealous mister Dixon?

-Yes, I admit I’m jealous, and I think this confidence will please you.

Indeed, it pleased him. He took her hand and they left their room. When they reached the dining room, Damon suddenly stiffened, which Olivia had noticed very well, but she had to play the part of the perfect fiancee.

-It won’t take long, Damon, just half an hour and I think we’ll be free, my love.

he breathed and they entered. it was a total shock for him to see that Richard was sitting at the end of the table, his rightful place because that was where his father was trying his hand. the latter was looking at him with a mocking smile on his lips, he wanted to provoke him and his mother’s pleading look asked him not to act like a wild beast.

-Things didn’t go as well as I’d planned during the day and Damon, if you’re here, it means you’ve decided to make an effort, my darling.

He wanted to reply that he had done so simply because he saw his stepfather as a paedophile capable of touching his daughter-in-law, but so as not to hurt his mother’s feelings, he kept his mouth shut without hiding what he thought of this man who was having fun challenging him with his eyes.

-Well then, Olivia my dear, I’d like you to meet Richard, who could have been Damon’s stepfather, but Damon won’t accept him as such, and my love, I’d like you to meet Olivia Turner, Damon’s fiancee.

Richard stood up with a benevolent smile and pushed his chair back, advancing towards Olivia as she tried to flee, but out of respect for her mother-in-law, she hadn’t done anything stupid. Damon was clenching his fists and Olivia was trembling. Richard embraced her and she didn’t have the strength to return his embrace.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

-In addition to being beautiful, I can imagine how good you can be,” Richard had whispered so that only she could hear.

She had no idea what she was going to do when Yolanda had a big smile on her face.

-I’m glad you like him as much as I do, Olivia. Richard’s a good man and I’d like you to talk some sense into Damon.

Damon wasn’t fooled, he could see that something had changed with Olivia even if he didn’t know what. she wasn’t the same person and he hoped to find out what was wrong. she’d lost her sparkle.

-Mom, stop being so blind, can’t you see that Olivia’s turned livid, I don’t believe that man just hugged her, I want to know what happened here. what did he say to you?

She looked at Damon, then at Yolanda, then at Richard. Richard knew she wasn’t going to say anything for his mother-in-law’s sake. Damon could help her, but Yolanda was so kind she didn’t want to hurt his feelings at all.

-Everything’s fine Damon, it’s just that I’m so used to you and your cuddles that when it’s someone else, I get scared.

A bad liar, Damon thought, but he couldn’t say anything because he didn’t want to keep making accusations against Ricard when the one he loved wouldn’t betray him.

– They’re really in love and it reminds me of when we first met.

-And I loved your relationship with Dad, he was a good man, Mom, and the one who respected you.

Yolanda lowered her head as a veil of sadness covered her eyes. Olivia took her hand discreetly in hers to try and calm her. Damon had said it because he wasn’t aware that his mother had had a mistress for years.

-Let’s eat now,” Richard announced.

Everyone agreed, and so everyone concentrated on their cutlery. Damon was angry and hadn’t touched his plate, and Olivia was trying to get his attention, but to no avail.