Damián screamed with pleasure, his voice echoing through the room. Despite his voice sounding hoarse and smooth simultaneously, it was the perfect sound to convey what he felt about the situation at that moment.
"Oh my God!" Adam roared. Initially, Damián felt Adam in a state of tension, then undulating his hips against his buttocks. His whole body trembled an uncontrollable shiver.
Adam filled Damián's neck with kisses and bites, moaning and continuing to move his hips. Adam remained inside Damián, pulsating and spasming, undulating his hips to extract as much pleasure as possible.
With a gasp of amazement, Damián felt a shock run through his entire body. He longed to understand the origin of all these tumultuous emotions, perhaps associated with Adam's attractive lips and penetrating blue eyes—or even the provocative slaps that surprisingly captured his attention!
"Were Adam's seductive slaps to your liking?" The tie slid smoothly from his wrist, and Damián experienced the liberating sensation of lightness.
Adam stepped back, turning him around and holding his wrists on either side of his head.
"I love hearing you scream," Adam smiled. "And I like knowing that I'm the one making you scream."
"I'll get some water for you. How about we prepare something special for tomorrow? What do you think?" he said, caressing his nose against Damián's.
Damián responded excitedly, "Tomorrow is Saturday, the best day in the gallery, the day for romantic couples... You don't have to work; let's get married. You're my responsibility, remember?"
"I admire that in you, Adam. That side of yours that always cries out, 'I can take care of you, protect you, and listen to you!'" Damián turned and smiled excitedly. After all, tomorrow is the day for romantic couples.
"You don't have to work; let's get married. You're my responsibility, remember?" Damián looked into Adam's eyes and continued, "I know you're worried about me, but I can take care of myself. I'm not a damsel in distress who needs saving. Can you accept that?"
Adam agreed, "I know you can; you're strong and independent. But you're also my omega, and it's my duty as an alpha to take care of you."
Damián turned, looked into Adam's eyes, and said, "I know you can; after all, you're the superhero."
Adam smiled. "Am I?"
Damián confirmed, "Yes, you're my super-alpha. You'll always be there for me when I need you."
Adam hugged Damián and asked, "Why are you finding it amusing?"
Damián responded with a smile: "It's something new... But remember, I can take care of myself."
Adam teased, "That's not cute or adorable..."
Damián fell asleep while talking to Adam.
Meanwhile, Damián dreamed of his violent and dangerous world. He left home not knowing if he would return alive, facing enemies created by his actions, whose eyes pursued him like hungry shadows.
His name was pronounced as a prayer by some and as a curse by others. In the dream, he was surrounded by violent people and hungry crocodiles, a landscape reflecting the wildness of his mental reality.
When he woke up sometime later, Damián reached out, unsure and almost shy, and touched Adam's muscular and strong chest. He felt a sudden fear; for a moment, he didn't know which world he would wake up to, thanks to his nightmare.
Adam murmured some sounds and held Damián's hand against himself. Damián snuggled into his embrace, not resisting, and fell back asleep almost immediately.
The next morning, Damián felt calm and rested; in fact, he had never felt so good in his life. The sheets still held the scent of Adam's pheromones, the powerful smell that enveloped Adam's body.
He was hungry. He remembered he hadn't eaten anything the previous night, got out of bed, took a quick shower, dressed, and went in search of something to eat.
Adam was probably exercising, so he decided not to wait for him. After a hearty breakfast designed to satisfy his hunger, Damián decided to head to the gallery. Absorbing the grandeur of the mansion through the artwork that adorned its walls, he observed each piece with keen eyes, seeking inspiration for his own work.
Turning down an ornate corridor, Damián found Lady Elizabeth elegantly seated in an adjacent room. Their eyes met, and she waved gently, inviting him to join her.
Intrigued, Damián approached with respect. Lady Elizabeth, with her impeccable posture, smiled warmly.
"Damián, good to see you. I hope you're excited about our Gala dinner later," she greeted, indicating the chair beside her.
Damián nodded kindly and sat down, responding, "Yes, Lady Elizabeth. I can't wait."
She looked at him for a moment before speaking seriously.
"Damián, I would like to have a more personal conversation. I feel there are important matters we need to address. Do you mind accompanying me to a more private room?" She asked, rising from the chair.
Damián agreed, intrigued. He followed Lady Elizabeth to a closed room, where she closed the door behind them. Fine tapestry details and soft lighting composed the room, creating a discreet and intimate atmosphere. She sat on a sofa, inviting Damián to do the same.
"As part of this family, I believe it's crucial that we understand each other. You've become a central figure here, and your connection with Adam is family and publicly known. However, there are aspects we need to discuss to ensure everyone's well-being," she said, choosing her words carefully.
Damián felt a knot in his stomach and asked, "What aspects are these, Lady Elizabeth?"
She took a deep breath and continued, "Family is the school of affection, the cradle of human life, where evil can be faced and overcome. We, the Kadmans, are an ancient and noble family, carrying a special lineage."
"What does that mean?" he asked, confused.
Lady Elizabeth explained, "It means that we have a responsibility to our legacy and the future of our family. We need to preserve our lineage and ensure it is passed on to the next generation. And that, Damián, depends on you."
Damián felt a shock run through his body. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"And that's why I'm willing to help you find meaningful love. I'm hopeful to find a worthy alpha who can bring Taylor the happiness she deserves.
Taylor can't continue with exhausting work rhythms with Adam. It's Taylor's responsibility to overcome uncertainty to move forward smoothly."
Damián was curious and asked, "Do you already have someone in mind?" Lady Elizabeth paused and said, "Actually, yes. I have a potential candidate whom I think would be perfect for Taylor. He's an alpha from a friendly family with a strong yet gentle personality. He's handsome, intelligent, rich, and influential. His name is..."
She was interrupted by a knock on the door. It was the butler, Mr. Cecil, who had come to look
for Lady Elizabeth.
"Sorry to interrupt, Lady Elizabeth, but I need to bid farewell. I'll be out for a few hours today, but everything is organized," he said, with a serious expression.
Lady Elizabeth sighed and said, "Alright."
After the brief interruption caused by the butler's visit, Mr. Cecil and Lady Elizabeth resumed the conversation with Damián. The atmosphere in the room was charged with imminent seriousness as she shared her thoughts on the position of the Kadman family.
"Damián, lions are kings of the jungle, unique holders of power. They can't conceive of the idea of losing power. And we, the Kadmans, are like lions, untouchable at the top.
A Kadman is comparable to a lion, not reigning for just a day; they must demonstrate supremacy daily. Each dawn is a new battle to be won, as the world incessantly questions: Are you capable? Why you?
Thus, as a member of this family, you must prove your dignity daily, reaffirming your place and reign.
While there is a vast crowd of admirers around the lions, offering protection and adulation in large numbers, that same crowd can sometimes obscure imminent dangers.
Remember, however, that you are at the top, and some who covet your place won't hesitate to challenge you. Your responsibility is to defend everything you've achieved, for this is your family.
However, being at the apex, many do not imagine being challenged by those below because, at the top, the field of vision is limited.
From above, your field of vision may be narrow, but many will see you as a target, watching like hungry birds of prey.
For Damián, this moment represented one of the most complex and intense experiences of his life. While Aster was the only person capable of understanding him completely, the Kadman family treated him as the best version of himself.
Despite feeling discomfort about his body, the unconditional acceptance he received did not go unnoticed. The feeling of being loved was too powerful to be ignored. Damián had never imagined he could aspire to such a sentimental bond.
His childhood was marked by poverty; the poverty that surrounded him and the emotional deprivation that haunted him were memories that prevented him from conceiving positive thoughts.
Lady Elizabeth, determined to ease the tension in the air, addressed Damián with a serene expression.
"Damián, I understand that our traditions and expectations may seem overwhelming, but I want you to realize that this will be your day. A day dedicated to choosing clothes, makeup, and accessories that reflect your essence. This event is not just a celebration but a formal introduction to society.
Continuing, she carefully chose her words: "This is an opportunity for you to show not only your connection with Adam but also your uniqueness and value within our lineage. You will have the freedom to express who you are, and we'll be here to support you in every choice."
Lady Elizabeth displayed an encouraging smile before concluding: "Consider this day a celebration of your identity and achievements."
While Mr. Cecil exited the room, his face lit up with anticipation and excitement. He knew he had a significant task ahead: transforming Taylor, whom he secretly admired, into a dazzling presence that would make all hearts flutter.
Mr. Cecil quickly headed to Taylor's quarters, where he found her immersed in her own thoughts. With a friendly smile, he made a respectful bow.
"Miss Taylor, I have a surprise for you. We've secured an appointment with the renowned stylist, Rosellen Reardon. She is known for having her creations worn by celebrities.
Taylor's eyes sparkled with surprise and curiosity as she thanked Mr. Cecil for the exciting news.
"Rosellen is a talented artist, and I'm sure she'll help enhance your unique beauty even more. This is an opportunity for you to shine, especially at such an important event as the Starry Night Gala Dinner."
Arriving at the studio, Rosellen welcomed Taylor with warm enthusiasm. The studio was a rainbow of colors, a treasure chest, and a source of inspiration. Taylor immediately felt enveloped by the magic that permeated the environment.
Rosellen, an elegant and creative woman, studied Taylor for a moment before beginning to plan the transformation. With a touch of glamour and a captivating smile, she promised to create a look that not only reflected Taylor's outer beauty but also her unique personality.
After hours of dedication and care, Taylor was pampered with beauty treatments, tried on stunning clothes, and received personalized style advice. Mr. Cecil watched every step, his heart inflamed with admiration for Taylor and the vision Rosellen was creating.
When the final transformation was revealed, Taylor looked at herself in the mirror, and a glow of confidence and dazzle lit up her eyes. She had transformed into a true princess, ready to capture everyone's heart at the event.
Mr. Cecil, satisfied with the result and touched by Taylor's journey, offered a silent gesture of support. He knew that with this transformation, Taylor would not only shine alongside Adam but also redefine the meaning of her place in that glamorous universe.