A/N: you can play the song I linked above while reading this bit if you'd like! It'll add to the drama. Haha! 😉

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As they are swaying to the beautiful song, Damian leans in beside towards her ear and whispers in a rough voice, "I'm never going to let you go. I won't let another man lay a single hand on you, do you understand?"

Sahara looks up at him and stares into his ocean eyes, searching for the meaning behind his words. Did he mean it? What exactly does he mean? Why can he conceal his emotions so well?

His voice turns into an almost low growl, a growl that sounds like a protective alpha, "You're mine. All fucking mine."

Those words filled Sahara's stomach with butterflies. The butterflies are so intense that she wants to clutch her stomach to stop it from going out of control. Her heart felt warm hearing those words. This is Damian, completely sober, meaning every single word he's saying is a conscious thought. The most affection he's shown to her through such strong words.

Damian gazing at her luscious lips, couldn't help himself any longer. He dips his head in for a kiss, he smashes his lips onto hers, tasting her sweet nectar-like lips and breathing in her intoxicating floral smell. He doesn't want this moment to end.

Sahara's nose fills up with the smell of Damian's expensive cologne. Her own thirst for his touch shocks her. Her hand trails itself down his neck and landing on his cheek, caressing it. For the first time, she doesn't care if the whole room is watching them. She doesn't want this moment to end.

Their lips perfectly moulded into each other's as if they were meant to be pieced together like a puzzle piece. Sahara breaks out of the kiss to gasp for air. A part of her wanted to keep going, keep this moment going until she stopped breathing. But realistically, the girl needed to breathe (lol).

Is she a fool for rushing in through such a small affection? Is this the moment when she has finally fallen in love with him? Why are important things such as love so uncontrollable? Why does it happen so unexpectedly?

For, I can't help, falling in love with you.

Sahara, already flustered, becomes even more embarrassed when she sees that everyone around them have been watching them. Her eyes land on Viktor and Ana who literally look like they've just seen a ghost, their jaws look like they could be stretched enough to touch the floor.

She turns back around to look at Damian, who's eyes are full of so emotion that she can't pinpoint. He leans in and places a kiss on her forehead, making the crowd look at them in adoration, putting aside any doubts they had that this couple was fake.

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"BITCH, WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL JUST HAPPENED?" Ana couldn't believe her eyes. "This is fucking insane, is that even my brother?"

Viktor smirks, "Damian is on his path of becoming a one woman man. Sahara did it, whatever did, she did it."

The two stare off in the distance as they watch Damian place the kiss on Sahara's forehead.

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"I understand you two are deeply and madly in love but Damian, what you did to my son, Imran, is unacceptable. You could have been a man about the situation and talked about it." Mrs. Colombo is not impressed about the Imran situation.

"I'm deeply sorry but I don't know what took over me." Damian slightly bows apologetically.

Mrs. Colombo cracks an elegant smile, "But I'm glad to know your marriage isn't based off of some contract because there's been rumours in the business world about his marriage being a hoax." She strokes Sahara's head, "Are you two staying for the after party?"

Damian looks at Sahara, who still seems to be trying to decrease her body heat from being so bewildered from what happened a little while ago. "Uh, no, I think we'll be heading home for the evening. Sahara does not seem to enjoy these events as much."

Mrs. Colombo nods, "I'll collect your award for you and have it delivered to you soon."

"Thank you."

Damian grabs ahold of Sahara's hand and leads her out of the building. But he is stopped by a business colleague on the way.

"Just wait here for a few minutes." Sahara nods.

Then, unexpectedly, Elizabeth hugs her.

"Oh my God, Sahara! You look absolutely stunning!"

Sahara thanks her.

"I see that Damian put on quite a show up there today. It was so romantic!" Elizabeth squealed.

Sahara didn't know how to reply so she says, "Yes, it was quite unexpected." Sahara hadn't seen Elizabeth since Damian, uh, groped her, you know, her breasts.

Elizabeth's mood dims, as if she remembered something dark. In a low voice, she whispers to Sahara, "I understand Damian is difficult to deal with. When he realizes he's falling in love with you, he'll back out, he'll hurt you so badly, it'll be unbearable because he, himself, is scared of falling in love."

Then Elizabeth takes a deep breath, "But I want you to fight, I want you to fight for your love until you can't take it anymore. I didn't want to tell you, but I was once madly in love with Damian but he threw me away like trash when things started getting serious. I could've- I should've fought a little bit harder when things got difficult but I didn't. But I guess we weren't meant to be, but you, I believe you're made for him."

Elizabeth's eyes shining with hope, she says, "He'll hurt you when the time comes for him to tell you he loves you, I know he will, but I know you're stronger. Love him with everything you have in you, he's a broken and sensitive man, believe it or not. He's afraid to fall in love so he hurts others before he gets hurt. Stupid boy."

Elizabeth notices Damian's coming back, "Fight for love, do you understand? Fight until you can't anymore. Don't make the same mistakes I made."

Before Sahara could even react to what Elizabeth said, Damian interrupted them, "Elizabeth? What are you doing here?"

Elizabeth quickly cracks an uneasy smile, "oh Damian! I had to let Sahara know she looks absolutely amazing tonight. You scored big time with her." She winks at the couple. Then, she looks at her watch, "Whoops, it's time for me to go." As she walks passed Damian, she whispers, "Don't fucking hurt her, don't lose this one, Damian. You'll regret it, big time." She winks at Sahara.

"What did she tell you?" Damian asks as he studies Sahara's almost puzzled expression.

"Uh-- Nothing. She liked my dress."

Damian didn't push the topic any further.

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As Sebastian helps Sahara out of the car, he had to comment, "You look like as if you are glowing, Madam. I assume you had a wonderful night, then?"

Sahara could feel her cheeks heat up, "I- Uh, yes, I had a wonderful night."

Sebastian's mouth stretches into an, almost playful, smile, "Oh, I see. That's good news. I'm glad Damian Sir made the night enjoyable."

Sahara's face turns tomato red, "How did you-"

"Cannot keep Sir waiting, Madam. Please, do follow him inside, it is getting cold out." Sebastian says before Sahara asks too many questions.

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"Y-You can sleep on my bed from now on." Damian mutters to Sahara, if Sahara wasn't paying attention, she would've missed what he said.

"Are you sure?" Sahara asks as she was about to walk into her temporary room across his. "You don't have to-"

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm only going to offer once." Damian says sternly.

Sahara can tell it took him some courage to offer so she nods. "I'll bring my things in."

As she starts moving her things into their room, she wonders what in the world has gotten into Damian and why he's being such a- a good person?

She wanted to badly change out of her tight red dress but it seems like Damian was using the bathroom so she took off the coat she wore on top of the dress, that was basically hiding her the whole night. She takes off her head scarf and places it on the bed, her hair pulled into a sleek bun.

She examines herself in front of the mirror again as she outlines her own curves with her hands. Her body isn't as skinny as a Victoria Secret model or Elizabeth's. Even though Sahara does have a plump breasts and behind, which was probably there because she's a little chubby, she thought. Sahara has thicker thighs, her hips are a little wider, she has a little chubbiness around her stomach area, she bloats easily. The moment he notices I don't look like all those beautiful, skinny girls he's been with, the moment he realizes along with my emotional flaws, I have physical flaws, will he leave me?

The avoid bloating, Sahara hadn't eaten a single bite of food in the afternoon or evening because this tight dress was already hugging every curve on her body, revealing way too much of her body image. I should visit the kitchen once Damian falls asleep...

She hears the bathroom door open, was about to scramble to reach for her scarf but Damian had her, almost, star struck.

Damian walks out, dripping wet, only a white towel covering his modesty. The shock facial expression on Sahara's face makes a smirk appear on his face. Then his eyes fall on Sahara's almost hourglass figure in the tight red dress. His thoughts are a mess because all he wants to do is rip the dress right off of her.

He inches closer and closer to Sahara until she's up against the wall. He puts a hand on her hip and seductively whispers, "Did you unpack all the your clothes already?"

Sahara stutters as she's completely flustered, "I– uh, I was going to unpack." She couldn't stop staring at his muscular built body that's covered with tattoos that she wants to explore. His body still a little wet from the shower, the wet glow defining his abs. He looks so good. Her own thoughts is driving her to the edge.

"Unpacking could wait..." Damian traces his fingers around her curves as his lips touch the base of her neck sending tingles down her back. He lets a moan out the moment his tongue tastes her sweet nectar scent. "You looked bloody sexy in the dress today, but you'll look sexier with it off." He says in a low, husky tone.

Sahara was melting at his fingertips, his kisses leaving her knees weak. She couldn't fight it off, not tonight. She didn't have the strength to fight him off tonight because she became addicted to his touch and she wanted more. She let go, not of him, but of herself. She badly wanted this, she knew this would cause problems later but she wanted him to touch her so bad.

She grabs his face and turns it towards her, his eyes hungry like a wild dog who hasn't eaten in months, hungry for her. She plants a kiss on his lips, giving him permission to continue, to his surprise.

He didn't waste any time and dove into their intense passion.

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"I'm in control. I'm going to drive you insane, do you understand? And then I'll stop until you beg me for more, beg me to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you until everything screams in your mind and you're exploding with pleasure. I'll fuck you good, so good, you won't be able to think of another man. I'll make you cum like the good girl that you are."

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A/N: I'm soooooo sorry for going without an update for so long! I really haven't had any time. Sorry for the Sneak Peak being so short, I haven't really fully finished it. But this should keep your interest peaked? 😏 LET ME KNOW HOW YOU FEEL SO FAR!

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