Previously on TOUGH LOVE….
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It’s just the matter of time til SOMETHING goes wrong….
Especially if that something.. is my dad.
I chuckled slightly….
Ah! He messed up my dad’s nose…. That was satisfying.
I guess now my dad hates Damon.
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Dammit….
What am I going to do…..
I don’t want him getting hurt……
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Mhm….
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Now****
Damon’s pov.
I sat there at the red light dazed.
My hands grips the wheel and my foot holds the breaks.
My brows furrowed.
Oliver…….. I’ve gotten a real look of who his father is.
That bastard. Rick blames Oliver.. And this had happened since he was 12.
Dame…. Too young.
Mhm
HONK HONK**
I was thinking too long I didn’t even realize the light had turned green.
I press the gas and drove on.
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I understand he doesn’t want help most of the time, but….I know If I don’t help him, he’ll get even more hurt……or worst….
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At the mansion ****
I got out of my car as I fixed my suit.
Ron as always, waited for me by the front door. Still in his everyday suit, checking his pocket watch as if he’s watching every minute that goes by.
Damon:”Ron”
Ron:” Master Damon, Master Oliver is waiting for you in the garden. Tonight for dinner was recommended by Master Oliver himself, your favorite…Pasta with Pancetta and Tomato Sauce…”
A slight accent is heard.
I chuckled.
Damon:” mhm, I wonder how he knows that?”
Ron:” what?…. We talked, that is all.”
He smiles.
As do I.
I continued to follow him down the hall. Passed the paintings, and to the double doors.
Where the security had opened them as they greeted me.
Then there, pass the fresh fountain, matching the beauty of the nightly lit stars, dimmed garden lights hanged around the gazebo, and the endless variety of flowers,
Oliver.
He is wearing casual fitting that suits him just right.
And it’s blue…
Hair slightly slit back. And a smile on his face.
It becomes more clear as I approached him.
Oliver:” hello Damon.”
Damon:” From the looks I say this would be more than just a walk and talk.”
Oliver’s face then turns to a concerned.
Oliver:” is it too much? I just wanted it to tal-“
Damon:” it’s perfect.”
Oliver smiles and scratches the back of his head.
Oliver:” um should we sit?”
I nod.
His smile doesn’t change as we walked into the gazebo and sat onto the well decorated table.
A long white candle melts as the fire calmly flares. Forks, spoons, and knifes rest neatly by the glossal plate.
In just a few seconds, waiters come out with a sliver platter.
On it was just as promised. Pasta pancetta with tomato sauce.
My favorite.
They placed it on the table and poured iced water in each of our cups.
Damon:” Ron had said you picked out this dinner. “
Oliver:” the meal? Yes…… the whole dinner plan?… was actually Ron. But I saw it as a perfect time to talk with you.”
Damon:” oh? Am I in trouble?”
I lift a brow slightly to gesture him to keep talking.
Oliver:” um w-well..”
Damon:” oliver it’s alright…you can tell me.”
His face seems to change color.
Oliver:” it’s…about…..you and..”
Again he hesitates. His eyes seems to roam a bit. Then he speaks.
Oliver:” your hobbies. Yeah. I guess talking to ron so much about you, I’m interested to know more.”
My hobbies? Why do I got the feeling that that’s not what he wanted to say?
Damon:”my hobbies?”
He nods.
Damon:” well what don’t you know already that I or Ron hasn’t told you yet?”
Oliver:” mhmmmmm…..well, I definitely didn’t know you painted those landscapes in the hallway.”
Damon:” ah yes, I made those 3 years ago.”
His eyes seem to grow in shock.
Oliver:” three years ago? Dame….I don’t why I’m even surprised…..”
Damon:” well I wasn’t joking when I said art was my passion.”
Oliver smiles as he takes a bite of his meal.
Oliver:” no kidding, well….do you like……to go on boats?”
Damon;” boats? Time to time yes.”
Oliver:” time to time?”
Damon:” yes, so depending with who. I gotta be on a boat with someone I know I’ll talk with for hours.”
Oliver:” huh…..so Ron then?”
I chuckled..
Then smiled.
Oliver:” okay, ask something about me.”
Damon:” mhm….besides reading and going to your mother’s beach, what else do you like to do?”
Oliver:” to be honest? I think I’ve been doing the same dame thing for so long, that I don’t think I actually DO anything else. I mean beside trying to avoid dick and his goons.”
His wounds that he had gotten from them is gone.
His broken wrist only has a wrap around it.
Oliver:” thank you….”
He says with a smile.
Damon:”you don’t need to thank me. I’m here for you oliver.”
Though,…his smile seems to slightly fade.
What’s he thinking…?…
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Oliver’s pov ****
Damon:” im here for you oliver.”
Damon…..
Shit…what do I do?…
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Time lapes**
Damon and I continued to talk.
Soon after we finished up dinner.
Damon:” shall we take a walk through the garden oliver?”
I nod.
The waiters cleaned up the place.
While we headed over to the Hedges. It’s almost like a maze but it’s not.
We walked along the Hedges walls.
Oliver:” man I can’t imagine growing up in a place like this. I’d lose count to how any books I’d read here.”
Damon gives a low chuckle.
Damon:” you really like reading huh?”
Oliver:” damon you have a literal libary in your room I don’t wanna hear it.”
At that Damon gives an actual laugh.
My goes red. I mean sure, I heard him chuckle here and there but he’s actually laughing.
His laughing a was contagious. So I ended up laughing.
Damon:” you amuse me oliver.”
Oliver:” ha…….”
Both of our smiles got stuck on our faces.
Til it hits my head…….alright……….
Oliver:” hey damon?”
Damon:” yes oliver?”
We both stop to look at each other.
He kinda tilts his head in curiosity.
Oliver:” okay im just spill. Should we talk..about…last night?”
I kinda hesitated but….
In his eyes you can tell he knows what I’m talking about.
Damon:” …… I apologize….if it seems forced or rushed Or if you had felt uncomfortable. I went to far.”
Oliver:” no no It didn’t feel forced or anything……..but may I ask…why?”
His face seems to change to….nervous?
Damon:” I…it’s because I……..L….”
….
His dark brown eyes seems to be wondering.
This is the first time Damon has stumble on his words.
Damon:” I couldn’t help myself Oliver,……..with you?….fuck..”
He curses under his breath.
With me?
His eyes finally looked my mine.
Damon:” last night, I didn’t want to stop………..being around you makes me well….not myself.
Oliver:” I guess I’m not myself as well. Last night? It felt……..really good. And I didn’t want to st-“
I was suddenly cut off by soft lips touching mine.
His hand grasps my side. Pulling me close to his chest.
He held the kiss. Using tongue to make this more desirable….
Eventually he has stopped. Leaving both of us trying to catch our breath.
..
I stepped back a bit.
His hand still on my side.
Oliver:” fuck……”
Damon looked at my eyes.
Damon:” oliver…..”
I looked at him. Still catching my breath…..
Right now? We both want the same fucking thing…
Oliver:” yes?”
He looked at me. His eyes definitely filled with nothing but lust.
Damon:”are you sure you want to do this?”
I pulled his tie in for a kiss.
Oliver:” yes..”
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Then footsteps were heard.
Ron:” apologizes for the intrude but the krupnicks are here for you master damon.”
Damon’s nods at Ron.
Then Ron walks away.
He turns to me.
And kissed me again….
But doesn’t say anything…….
He turned to walk away.
Then disappears..
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Fuck…..
I ran my fingers through my hair.
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Damon’s pov…
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I sat in the living room with the krupnicks.
Mrs.Krupnicks:” AhAwhahaha! Oh you are such a delight Damon.”
Mrs.krupnick gave a hardy laugh. Like a gawf.
I checked my phone.
10:45….
They have been talking nonsense for an hour…..
They are old fashioned people. Always liked traditional relationships.
Annoying.
Damon:” I hadn’t said anything amusing.”
Mr.krupnick:” HAH!!! You said…..uh….you…said……..”
Mrs.krupnick:” oh you big bloat, you always forget things……he said he has no interest in our beloved daughter! Quite humorous. “
Mr.krupnick:” HAHH! that’s right!!!”
He started to weeze laugh.
Damon:” I wasn’t joking.”
They stopped laughing but kept an confused smile.
They looked at my face. I was serious.
Mrs.krupnick:” b-but Damon! Our lovely Anni is perfect for you! She’s -“
Damon:” what I need….is for you to stop trying to set such relationship with your daughter. I am not interested. Nor will I ever be.”
I got up from my seat.
Fixed my suit and started to walk away.
Mrs.krupnick:” why must you turn down great and powerful families? You did this with Mr.Mayer and Mrs.Mayer!! And their daughter too!
What was her name? Bianca!?”
Damon:” I am done with this conversation, Ron show them the way out.”
Mr.krupnick:” Damon you must find a suitable partner to share with for the rest of your life! Take these girls as a opportunity for-“
Damon:” That’s enough!!!”
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Silence filled the air.
Mrs.krupnick:” damon,-“
Damon:” THAT is Mr.Hellings to the both of you! I do not need either of you to be meddling with my life! That is NOT your place! I shall choose whom ever I want to share my life with! Not to anyone’s suggestive daughter’s!! The next moment that either of you even to THINK to waste my time with insolent again I shall make sure your family name is whiped away from our company’s chain.”
Mrs.krupnick placed her hand on her chest. Stunned.
While Mr.krupnick blinked. Speechless.
Damon:” Good day………Ron.”
I gestured Ron to kick them out.
Mr.krupnick:” we are sorry M-Mr.Hellings….”
Ron:” Mr.krupnick, Mrs.krupnick, if you could follow me to show you out.”
I walked up my stairs.
This is the second time. This happened ever since…..
Mhm…..
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Time lapes***
Oliver’s pov.
I dried my hair with towel.
Holding another towel around my waist.
Wiped the mirror with my hand.
And took a look at myself.
Mhm……
My stomach turn excited..damon…..fuck….
I put on my boxers then my sweatpants.
Then I finished drying my hair.
I walked out of the bathroom and checked my phone on the nightstand.
12:30.
Dame. It was hours ago….
Should I go talk to him?
I’m not sure if he’s still talking to those people down there. What was their name? Krupnicks?
I wonder what they want with him.
Then I hear a knock from the door.
Mhm?
I walked over by the door and opened it.
Damon?
Damon was out of his suit now. He just wearing a black t-shirt with black pants. The t-shirt showed his muscles handsomely…..
But he seemed……….distressed….but…lustful?
Oliver:” hey you okay?”
He just looked at me. At my body then to my face…
Shit! I forgot that I didn’t have a shirt on!.
Oliver:” oh shit,….sorry I just got out of the shower. “
Damon:” Oliver….”
He walks in past me.
Oliver:” you okay? What happened?”
I turned to close the door.
Then that’s when I felt him kiss my lips.
He caught me off guard that my back was against the door I had just closed.
Oliver:” m-mhm- damon-“
I tried getting words out as he kisses me.
Oliver:” w-wait mhm-“
He stops just a few inches from my face.
Oliver:” what happened…are you okay?”
He looks at me again with distress.
Damon:” im alright….I’m okay….”
He says hovering his lips over mine.
Then I feel his hand slide up my bare back.
Damon:” I want you……so much…”
His voice sounds lustful.
Damon:” but I won’t do anything…..without your consent….”
My heart beats fast..
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I kissed him.
Oliver:” that’s my consent….”
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To be continued……..
Next update soon….
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