
Amora thought that after Damian Bernandez had untied his hand, the man would let her go, too, but it turned out to be wrong.
As soon as the bond in his hand was released without saying anything else, Damian suddenly carried his body.
The greatly shocked Amora immediately suffocated.
" Awww Damian! What are you doing!" he shouted with a thrashing in the man's fist.
" Silence my Amor. We're gonna move to a more comfortable place."
Damian said this by walking to a door in the VVIP room where they are now.
" Damian's off!Lower me! I told you I didn't want to. I'm going home!"
Instead of following Amora's wishes, the man walked with wider steps toward the room where the door was now being opened.
And once inside the room, it turned out to be a room with a large King-size bed.
Damian then put Amora's body quite hard on the bed, to make the woman's body slightly soar. Before Amora wakes up, Damian has her body back under her.
" Tristan eh Damian, let me go" asked Amora again, hoping the man would do it.Although judging by the look on his face now, it seemed impossible. Amora intends to continue trying to resist the coercion, which Damian Bernandez did to her with all his might.It was his initial intention, but once Damian began to incite her he began to forget that determination.
Wh why?Because the man no longer did it as violently as before, but rather did it gently.
Tristan kissed her lips just like how the man used to do it, the touch of his hand was the same.
To be honest, Amora had never been with another man, other than the man all this time, because it was only Tristan who had changed into Damian, he remains the only man in his life because his feelings for the man are very deep. In addition there is Chan Medison that connects them, making it even more difficult to move on, from the shadow of the man all along.
So as soon as Damian touched her, in the same way he always did, Amora was really lulled.
Longing and love that was buried in his heart, as if it was immediately overflowing out, that night.
Unknowingly, a passionate sizzle slid out from her beautiful lips as the man touched a sensitive part of her body.
" That's.... Tristan.." sizzled Amora, in reaction to the man's touch on her body.
" I miss you my Amor" Damian said in response to the murmur that had been spewed from Amora's mouth, whispered in the woman's ear, which made Amora even more lulled and drunk.
He felt like he was back in the past, a time when he and Damian were in love with each other.
Therefore, finally that night, Amora no longer refused when Damian continued to fondle her.Even consciously she returned the fondling given by the man.
***
Amora woke up from her sleep, she was a little surprised to see the condition of the room she was in now.
' Where is he now?' inner Amora, by circulating her gaze around the luxurious room.
Hotelis. It's a hotel room, so who was she there with before? Because now it turns out he was alone in the room.
Amora thinks and when a flash of memory of what happened last night, between her and Damian Bernadez who turns out to be Tristan Daniel, the former man she loved so much. Amora closed her eyes, because now that she realized she just felt stupid and regretted it.
Oh no, what's he doing! He had slept with a married man, although the man was the father of his son but that was still not true, because indirectly he was now really an actor.
She was already a cheap woman, thought Amora who made herself instantly feel guilty, towards Estela Damian's wife.
Although all this time he also worked as an actor, but now it is different, because all this time the intimacy he did with his clients was for the sake of work, while with Damian aka Tristan last night...
Obviously it's not related to his job, it's more to do with feelings of longing and ...
Amora's thoughts, which continue to feel guilty, suddenly diverted to the nightstand near the bed, where she is now.
On the table was a Black Card. Yes, there is a Black Card that must have been intentionally left behind by someone, because there is no way that anyone forgot to bring such a valuable object, thought Amora.
And Amora believes that the one who left her must be Damian, leaving the card before leaving Amora alone in the hotel room of Club Atlantis after they spent a hot night together.
Realizing this, Amora wakes up to retrieve the precious object, but is cursed for him with anger.
But she felt even more angry as she read the note the man had left for her.
In the notes Damian wrote.
'I really enjoyed our romance last night, so as my thanks, I purposely left this magic card for you.
Just use it as you like, you can buy anything with this or do anything. I'm sure it's more than the amount of money Estela has offered you.Welcome to spend my unlimited money my Amor. See you next time.
" Fuckin' man, motherfucker, bitch...."
Amora cusses, by tearing apart the scrap paper Damian wrote for her.
She does need money now but she made love to that guy last night not for this, but because....Ah you fool Amora, why can you be so easy to get into her demonic seduction, annoyed Amora berating herself.
Feeling free to regret what had happened between her, and Tristan Daniel or Damien Bernadez last night, Amora decided to go from there by first cleaning herself in the bathroom.
But after finishing the bath, he again realized that he did not have a change of clothes to wear out.
Damn, maki Amora by trying to find a bag and his cellphone which was still left in the VVIP room.
Had no other choice, Amora called the place, to ask them to order a stel of clothes with the size.
" We'll get the lady ready.."
" Amora Medison, please deliver on that name immediately in the VVIP hotel room."
" Well Miss Medison please wait 30 minutes, then our staff will come to deliver it" explained the hotel officer who was confirmed by Amora.
While waiting for the hotel staff to arrive, Amora walked into the drinking room of the VVIP Club Atlantis, which was only limited to invisible doors to pick up the goods left there.
And before returning to the hotel room, he threw his torn clothes away from being forcibly pulled by Damian last night, into the trash with shame and annoyance.