AUTHOR NOTE: THIS CHAPTER WAS WRITTEN BY MY FRIEND I COULDN'T MAKE IT DUE TO EXAMS BUT I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE YOU ALL HANGING SO ENJOY AND THE DAILY CHAPTERS CONTINUE AS PLAN.
Lamia's eyes widened as Damian's hands explored his body. "Damian, what are you doing?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm getting you ready for your birthday party, remember?" Damian replied, his eyes locked on Lamia's. "I want you to look perfect tonight."
Lamia's cheeks flushed as Damian's hands continued to roam. He couldn't deny the excitement building inside him. "I think you're enjoying this a bit too much," he said, trying to sound stern but failing miserably.
Damian chuckled, his fingers tracing the contours of Lamia's chest. "Maybe a little. But trust me, you'll look stunning tonight,but while we doll you up let's have that bath first."
Lamia looked at Damian who looked surprisingly serious, he doesn't know why but he was looking for a sign of mischief in those beautiful Hazel eyes, but how the hell was he supposed to bath with a grown up man wasn't that weird?
" Okay I will have my bath but in private we are not married for Christ sake." Lamia smirked her forehead in frustration but the naughty young man besides him just waved it off.
" As you wish bunny I have called for Mina and a hot bath is awaiting you." Damian spoke hurriedly and this made Lamia to narrow his eyes in suspicion. But she made her way to the tub but before then he gave Damian a warning look saying he shouldn't think of coming to bathroom. Damian nodded like an obedient child and this made Lamia to smile.
Coming to the bathroom he saw the tub which was overflowing with water stopping to take a look he saw an image coming closer alarmed he turned for the nearby stick to aim at the intruder but his jaw dropped instantly seeing who it was. Standing gloriously naked was Damian who looks smokiknly hot, Lamia couldn't help but let his eyes wander around that chilsed chest and sculptured body.
Damian who saw the surprise on Lamia face walked nonchalantly to the tub, " what I couldn't allow you to enjoy such a lovely bath alone it's impossible so be getting use to it." Lamia was lost for some moments he can't help it Damian has captured his heart whole.
" Little bunny I don't see a reason why you should be standing the tub can contain us both so hop on we have a birthday to attend."
Lamia giggled like a little girl and he took off his clothes and slowly with graceful steps he entered the tub and rested his head on the edge, Damian eyes were fixated on him roaming his body which made Damian dick to harden so bad but he has to control himself. After spending close to 30 minutes in the tub they got out, and Damian began his fashion expertise helping him out on the dress using the opportunity to ravage his stunning body which was tempting him so badly.
As Damian helped Lamia into the black shirt and shorts, their bodies touched, sending shivers down Lamia's spine. He couldn't help but wonder what other surprises Damian had in store for him.
Once they were done, Damian stepped back to admire his handiwork. "You look breathtaking, Lamia. Absolutely breathtaking."
Lamia's face grew hotter as he took in his reflection. The outfit accentuated his lean physique, and the way Damian looked at him made him feel like a model.
"Thanks to you, I guess," Lamia said, trying to sound casual despite the turmoil inside him.
Damian grinned mischievously. "Anytime, my love. Now, shall we head downstairs? The others are waiting."
As they made their way down, Lamia couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and trepidation. What other surprises did Damian have in store for him tonight? And what secrets was he still hiding?
As they entered the living room, Lamia was struck by the transformation. The room was filled with balloons, streamers, and a massive banner that read "Happy Birthday Lamia!" in glittery letters. Mina and Cathy were busy setting up a table with food and drinks, while Damian's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Surprise!" everyone shouted in unison, as Lamia's face lit up with delight.
The evening was a whirlwind of laughter, food, and games, with Damian by Lamia's side every step of the way. They shared stories, jokes, and memories, their connection growing stronger with each passing minute.
As the night wore on, Damian pulled Lamia aside, his eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. "I have one more surprise for you," he whispered, leading Lamia to a secluded corner of the garden.
Under the starry sky, Damian took Lamia's hand, his touch sending shivers down his spine. "I want to give you a birthday gift," he said, his voice low and husky. "Something special, just for you."
Lamia's heart raced as Damian leaned in, their lips inches apart. "What is it?" he asked, his voice barely audible.
Damian's smile was enigmatic. "You'll see," he whispered, before their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss.
As they broke apart for air, Lamia's eyes locked onto Damian's, searching for answers. What secrets lay behind those piercing hazel eyes? And what did this kiss mean for their future together?
Lamia's heart skipped a beat as he gazed into Damian's eyes, the world around them melting away. The kiss had been soft and gentle, but it had ignited a fire within him, a flame that burned brighter with every passing moment.
Damian's smile grew wider, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I've wanted to do that for a long time," he whispered, his breath tickling Lamia's ear.
Lamia's cheeks flushed, his mind racing with thoughts and emotions. He had never felt this way before, like he was drowning in a sea of uncertainty and desire.
As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the sound of laughter and music drifted from the house, a reminder of the party still in full swing.
"We should get back," Lamia said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Damian nodded, his eyes never leaving Lamia's face. "Yes, we should."
But as they turned to head back, Lamia felt a sense of trepidation. What did this kiss mean for their relationship? And what secrets was Damian still hiding?
As they rejoined the party, Lamia couldn't shake off the feeling that his life was about to change forever.
The night wore on, a blur of laughter and music, but Lamia's mind kept drifting back to the kiss, and the secrets that lay hidden behind Damian's piercing hazel eyes he was so damned worried.
And as the clock struck midnight, Lamia knew that this birthday would be one he would never forget.
As the night wore on, Lamia found himself lost in thought, his mind replaying the kiss over and over again. He couldn't believe that Damian had finally made a move, and he couldn't help but wonder what it meant for their relationship.
Damian, on the other hand, seemed to be in high spirits, laughing and joking with Mina and Cathy as they danced and sang along to the music. But every so often, his eyes would lock onto Lamia's, and he would smile, a soft, gentle smile that made Lamia's heart skip a beat.
As the party began to wind down, Damian made his way over to Lamia, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Hey, birthday boy," he said, his voice low and husky. "I think it's time we got you to bed."
Lamia's cheeks flushed, his mind racing with thoughts of what might happen next. He nodded, his voice caught in his throat, as Damian took his hand and led him out of the room.
The house was quiet, the only sound the creaking of the floorboards beneath their feet. Damian led Lamia to his bedroom, a room Lamia had never been in before.
It was a beautiful room, with a large four-poster bed and a window seat that overlooked the garden. Damian closed the door behind them, his eyes locking onto Lamia's.
"I'm glad we finally got a chance to be alone," he said, his voice low and husky.
Lamia nodded, his heart racing with anticipation. He had no idea what Damian had planned, but he was eager to find out.
Damian smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I have one more birthday present for you," he said, his voice dripping with seduction.
Lamia's eyes widened, his mind racing with possibilities. What could Damian have planned?
Damian walked over to the window seat, where a small box was waiting. He opened it, revealing a beautiful silver necklace, a necklace that sparkled and shone in the moonlight it was exactly the same necklace that he once gave him, but wasn't he putting it on and how did he get his hands on it.
"It's beautiful," Lamia breathed, his eyes locked onto the necklace.
Damian smiled, his eyes sparkling with pleasure. "I'm glad you like it," he said, his voice low and husky. "I wanted to get you something special, something that would remind you of me, so I made a few changes don't worry I took the necklace from you, you didn't misplace it."
Lamia's heart skipped a beat, his mind racing with thoughts of what this meant. Was Damian trying to tell him something?
Damian walked over to Lamia, the necklace held out in his hand. "May I?" he asked, his eyes locked onto Lamia's.
Lamia nodded, his heart racing with anticipation, as Damian fastened the necklace around his neck.
The silver felt cool against his skin, the pendant resting against his chest. Lamia looked up at Damian, his eyes locking onto his.
"Thank you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Damian smiled, his eyes sparkling with pleasure. "You're welcome," he said, his voice low and husky. "I'm glad you like it."
As they stood there, the only sound the beating of their hearts, Lamia knew that this was just the beginning. He had no idea what the future held, but he was eager to find out.
And as Damian leaned in, his lips brushing against Lamia's, Damian who was so consumed with Lamia intoxicating lips never expected the next question.
" I think it's time you tell me everything Dammy I want to know what happened to my sister and your full background story."
Suddenly the room went eerily silent....