#THE_LAST_MINUTE_GROOM_S2
©Sir_Zach
EPISODE 36
Damien felt a sharp pain in his heart as he looked at the disgust on her face. He knew without being told that it was directed towards him. Without a doubt, he understood that she was right to h@ťě him as much as she does… strange!
He had treated her with so much disrespect ever since he made her his. He took her every single night without permission and as roughly as he could just to make her whimper but she proved to be a stubborn bull.
He even bullied her sisters just to see her beg but she never did. He went out of options to break her and in the end, he couldn’t help going soft and trying to make amends. Even though he doesn’t understand why he was feeling uncomfortable with the way he treated her in these past few days, he just realized that he was inhumane.
“Kimberly… Can we start afresh? I promise to treat you better.” Damien paused in disbelief. why did he say all that? Why was his voice holding …tears?! He was really about to cry??? This is too much! He turned and walked away, leaving her standing there.
Kimberly also couldn’t pull out of the weird world Damien threw her into. For a moment, Kimberly saw a righteous man begging his wife to not divorce him and let them start all over again. “This isn’t real.” She told herself and started to walk in the direction he left in.
After they left, Code 2 came out from behind with his eyes trailing Kimberly’s naked back. With his stoic face, he returned to where he came from.
…
It was an indoor event with lots of men and women in black either standing around with a drink in their hands or moving about. Some of them were discussing amongst themselves while others were standing or sitting alone.
Some men and women had on masks while others went mask-less. The likes of Damien and the lower continent members did not wear masks but the higher-ups did. Their sole reason was to prevent their identities from being discovered by malicious people.
The lower continent members are those that haven’t contributed much to the organization.
When Damien walked in without a lady by his side, nobody thought it was weird. Those who were on ‘good’ terms with him approached him to strike up a conversation. While he was talking to someone, he caught sight of segzy Kimberly cat–walking into the venue.
All eyes turned towards her. Some lecherous men who couldn’t keep their desires in check were almost drooling as they watched her walk towards them.
Damien suddenly felt his heart vibrating with rage and he felt the urge to gauge their eyes out for looking at his woman like she was a s3x object.
Before he could conclude his mind to walk to her, Maverick who had never shown himself in gatherings like this before suddenly walked in through the door.
The noise ceased and all eyes turned to him. The people were shocked beyond doubt. Some of those who knew the conflict that had been going on between Maverick and the organization couldn’t believe that the man would show up there. Coming to this party means that a person is considering joining the organization because it was a party held for those members who just went through a successful ritual ceremony to welcome them into the organization. So what was Maverick doing here?
Maverick walked to an empty seat and sat on it… no, there was a woman’s purse on it, but he shifted it away before taking the seat.
Kimberly who just left her seat a second ago to get a drink was flabbergasted when she saw Maverick sitting there. Her heart leaped in joy. She had long thought of the moment she would see this man and what she would tell him but circumstances turned things this way for her. She suddenly felt ashamed and her strong front cracked.
“Have a seat,” he broke the silence.
Kimberly whipped her head up immediately after she heard his cool voice. Her lips stretched into a faint smile and she immediately sat beside him.
Both of them said nothing to each other for a long time. Kimberly was quietly sipping her drink while sneaking glances at Maverick. Alpha Chaos, on the other hand, had the back of his head resting on the headrest with his eyes closed and legs folded.
Code 2 was standing behind him on full alert for any danger that might suddenly pop up.
Damien on the other hand was trying extremely hard to suppress the inferno that was raging in his heart. He was dying to ki|| Maverick for striking up a conversation with his woman but he didn’t dare to leave because in this place that is filled with vultures, having a weakness and showing it was the same as giving your enemy a gun and bullet to $h00t you. If he was on his turf, he could have done as he wished because no one would dare to make him an open enemy but in this place, his power was taken away, just like most of them here.
He ignored the men that were holding him down with meaningless talks and headed to where the both of them were sitting.
Getting there, he heard Maverick asking her, “do you mind a dance with me?”
“Yes, she min—” Damien cried out, however, she responded with a sweet smile.
“No, I don’t mind.”
f_ck! This vixen had never given him any other reaction other than that b!tchy and stubborn look. Does she love Maverick?!
Thinking of this, his eyes flew wide open and he balled his fists so tightly that one could almost hear the cracking of his joints.
The music was on, preventing nosy people from eavesdropping on them. Damien sat across from Maverick like one on pins and asked almost in a panicking voice: “Maverick, what are you trying to do?”
“What does it look like I’m about to do?” Came the reply.
“She’s mine!”
“Oh, too bad, I’m interested in her.”
“Chaos!”
“Damien,” Maverick raised a brow with his lips curled in a taunting smile.
Damien took a deep breath to calm himself. “What do you want?” He suspects that Maverick knows he likes this girl and is out to vent. If he didn’t know Maverick too well, he would have ignored this obvious scheme that he is cooking up. Damien was sure that Maverick was still in the dark in regards to the plot he carried out on Jeslyn, Valen, and him 7 years ago. He believed that if Maverick had known, he would rather be after his life than wanting to snatch his woman.
Damien couldn’t bear the thought of another man bedding his woman– Especially not Maverick. He would rather lose all his wealth and his most treasured life to see that happen! That was how crazy he is for Kimberly.
“Nothing… I want her.” Maverick said with a deadpan face.
Kimberly’s feelings at this moment cannot be summed up with words. She couldn’t believe that two world class men would be fighting over her, a fallen heiress. This can’t be real. She took a glance at Maverick and remembered what her mom told her before she died.
“Find Alpha Chaos and give him this necklace.”
Kimberly slowly raised her hand and clenched the pendant on her necklace. She doesn’t know why her mother laid emphasis on this necklace all her life. Even her father wouldn’t say.
“Kimberly, let’s leave.” Damien got up and stretched his hand towards her.
“Kim, the dance floor is–”
She didn’t let Maverick finish before she jumped up. “I would like to dance with you, sir Chaos.”
Maverick held her hand and started to walk her towards the dance floor. Just then, the angry–looking Damien screamed. “Have you forgotten about Jeslyn?! You are cheating on her. How do you think she would feel if she found out?” He smiled cunningly, believing he had hooked Maverick.
Maverick came to a halt. Without turning back, he responded. “Not your place to talk about my wife.”
Kimberly’s face fell. He’s married? Then why is he doing all this? Her enthusiasm was dampened but honestly, she wasn’t angry or jealous in the least. Neither does she love Maverick romantically. She just likes this man and felt he would be the source of her and her sisters’ freedom.
On the dance floor, Maverick and Kimberly started to move slowly to the music. Meanwhile, Damien had discreetly taken a picture of Mav and Kim on the dance floor and intended to send it to Jeslyn once he leaves this place. “Chaos, you’re going to regret this.” He spat out before sitting begrudgingly and grabbing the glass of wine Kimberly left behind.
Kimberly kept on stealing glances at Maverick’s cold face, not knowing how to start a conversation with him.
“Spill it.” He said Without looking at her. He had caught her opening and closing her mouth a few times like she had something to say.
“My mother sent me to you with this necklace.”
Maverick finally looked at her face before trailing his eyes to her neck. Sitting on her clean neck was a long chain with a heart pendant.
“Who is your mother?”
“Josephine.”
Maverick couldn’t recall knowing such a person but didn’t dismiss the situation. “Hand the necklace.”
Kimberly stopped dancing and took the necklace off, then handed it to Maverick.
Damien, who was watching from the side, could only picture the exchange as Kimberly giving a token of love to Maverick. He had seen that necklace on her neck a couple of times. Each time he wanted to touch it, she wouldn’t allow it. Now, Maverick had effortlessly taken it.
Angered, he stood up and strode with large strides to them and forcefully pulled Kimberly away to drag her home. Even though the party hasn’t started, to Damien, it has ended.
After they left, Maverick also started to walk out. He was there to expose Damien’s weakness and he has succeeded, so no need to remain there.
Unbeknownst to Maverick and Damien, some hungry wolves had been observing them from a corner all this while. One of them was Davis and the other was a young man in a mask sitting alone.
“Boss, it seems Damien finally has a weakness.” A guard said to Davis.
Davis chuckled and said; “we’re not the only ones who saw that. We’ll be watching a good play very soon.”
…
The Young man who had a mask on said to the guard who just walked in. “Report to Elder one, Damien has got a weakness… Also, send those pictures you took to Maverick’s wife.” As the core member of the fraternity, he has access to send and receive information to and fro the outside world.
“Yes, Young Master.” The guard bowed and walked away.
Damien had no idea what was about to befall him, however, when he got home, he threw Kimberly onto the sofa. He was so angry that he couldn’t suppress it. “Kimberly, how dare you?!”
“What do you want?!” Kimberly also screamed. She stood to his height on her heels to challenge him. Wherever her confidence came from, only she knew.
“Paah!” A hot slap landed on her face which sent her falling back on the couch.
Damien got on top of her and started to rip her dress apart. “I own you! You are mine! I warned you against looking at other men or conceiving weird thoughts about them!”
He ripped what he could off and pulled out his rod, then forcefully pushed it into her honeypot, slamming against her with so much force that Kimberly couldn’t hold it in and screamed in agony.
No lubrication, no prior warning. The beast was rap*ng her in the sitting room. Not caring if someone would walk in on them.
Seeing her in pain and hearing her whimpering, Damien suddenly felt bad and pulled out. He thought he would be relieved when she finally showed him this vulnerable side of her but why was he feeling he was torturing himself?