Chapter 41: Identity Exposed

Damon pulled out a hand and rubbed it back and forth in my hair, and just as the words left my mouth, I felt Damon pull away from me.
I looked up at him, trying to see the emotion in his eyes, whether it was pure possessiveness, or whether there would be some other emotion.
Damon's hand, rubbing in my hair, moved from it to my face even as I raised my head.
His long, slender fingers stroked my cheek as if admiring a precious treasure.
"You're so beautiful, why do you have to hide your beauty."
Damon wrapped his large hand around half of my face, and all that came out of his pupils was love and pity.
"I don't want my identity to be discovered."
I lowered my eyes, not continuing to look at him, and my voice trailed off a bit.
Although Damon's series of actions and words were enough to turn me on, they also made me more conscious.
"Is it your student status, or your family status?"
Damon's voice came out again, and I sighed.
Sure enough, he already knew who I was, and that made my heart even sadder.
"I don't have any family, I'm just me, Eric's sister."
I still do not want to admit my family's identity, their cold-bloodedness makes me feel ashamed.
"I can help you."
I jerked my head up and looked at Damon seriously, asking tentatively, "What do you mean?"
Damon brought a warm smile out of the corner of his mouth, "Anything you can think of, I think I can help you."
I covered my mouth incredulously, unable to believe my ears.
I reached out with one hand and reached for Damon's thigh and pinched it hard.
"What are you doing?!"
Damon ate the pain and let out a startled cry, speaking with an unsteady breath.
"I just want to make sure I'm not dreaming."
My whole body was a little dumbfounded, my mind was racing with thoughts of what Damon could actually do to help me, and the credibility of what he was saying.
Damon rolled his eyes at me and rubbed his thighs with an unhappy expression.
"Now what, was that a dream?"
While I was still dazed, Damon suddenly kissed me on the lips.
Little by little he nibbled on my lips, and through the thick clothes I felt his not-beating organ.
I realized that if I let him continue, the situation would soon be out of control, and I used all my sense to push him away.
Damon looked at me in disbelief, the fire of lust still burning in his pupils.
"We haven't signed the contract."
I knew that was a bummer, and yes, my intention was to bum Damon out.
"I thought you'd gotten to know me after what I've done in the last few days, and it looks like I was overthinking things."
"We don't need to know each other, do we?"
I didn't dare look Damon in the eye, even to speak, but I still stubbornly retorted his words.
"Little fox."
Damon tried to reach out and lift my chin, but I dodged it with a sideways glance.
I thought that since Damon had learned about my life, it was all the more important for us to keep a purely physical relationship that would be more problematic if it involved the family.
Especially since I didn't really want my parents to know that I even knew the family in charge of Van Dom Hevel, which would drive them crazy and require me to get close to Damon by any means possible.
"What exactly do you want?"
Damon spoke in a slightly annoyed tone, he was getting a little agitated by my sudden resistant attitude.
"I need us to sign a contract."
I finally lifted my head to look Damon squarely in the eyes and stated my request.
Damon looked at me seriously, his gaze went from initially irritable to finally calm, and I watched Damon's hands go from clenching his fists at first to finally releasing them, and his tone was full of compromise.
"Okay, I'll have my assistant deliver the contract to the apartment."
Understanding Damon's compromise, I didn't insist on more demands, hugged my school bag tightly, turned around and wanted to leave.
"Isn't it my turn to make a request?"
Damon reached out and grabbed my hand, his sexy voice ringing out from behind me.
I fell into Damon's arms because I was grabbed by his hand and didn't stand still, only you this time Damon didn't hold me, but retracted his hand once he had righted me with it.
I have to admit that in that moment I felt lost, but this is the result I asked for myself, isn't it? I wasn't able to blame Damon.
"You can put your demands in the contract and I can try to accommodate you."
"So now come back to the apartment with me and we'll sign the contract."
Damon said and opened my car door directly and got into the passenger seat.
I didn't expect Damon to make such a move and froze in place.
"Get in, you drive, and we'll go back to the apartment."
Damon lowered the window and sat in the car looking at me as casually as if he was the owner of the car.
I shrugged helplessly, mentally reassuring myself.
We didn't speak on the way back to the apartment again, I kept thinking about the contract and how to hide a better way to hide my identity without being so easily seen.
Even if Damon does not care about the media, I still resent the media siege, especially since the relationship between our two family rulers actually does not get along well.
There is always some friction in the usual business dealings.
When I was about to enter the apartment building, I still chose to put on the sunglasses on my body because I was just coming out to class and I didn't put the mask on my body.
It's a good thing the security guard didn't look at me closely, he just let me go when he saw Damon.
Otherwise, I can guarantee that if the security guard found me with Damon, my parents would just show up tomorrow to take me back to the family.
Upon entering the apartment, I saw a contract already sitting on the coffee table.
It was only two pieces of paper and contained less than I expected.
Damon had added to the contract all the demands I had made while I was at the club earlier, while he had only one demand, that I needed to provide my services when he needed them.
He needed to pay me $100,000 a month out of pocket.
These conditions all seemed to favor me, and there was a special note that I did not need to pay compensation if I needed to unilaterally break the contract.
It all seemed like Damon was being charitable.
Although I was not able to fully understand Damon's purpose, I needed the money and I was able to provide the corresponding services.
After signing the contract, I breathed a long sigh of relief and my whole spirit was much more relaxed.
I took the contract that belonged to me and put it in my school bag, ready to slip away before Damon regretted it.
"Where are you going to go?"
Damon sat on the couch, his arms crossed and clasped together, his eyes focused on the contract on the table.
My hand, already on the doorknob, paused and my mind screamed out in disbelief.
"It's done, so I guess I should get back."
"You haven't fulfilled your obligation."
Even without a mirror I was able to see the look on my face that must have been so wonderful.
"I said, I need you to fulfill your obligation now."
Seeing my lack of response, Damon walked right up to me and wrapped his large hands around my hand that was resting on the door handle.
He held me whole from behind and once again I felt his hot body heat and the thing that was already aroused around my waist.
Damn, why is this man's energy so good, he still wants it like it's nothing when it's obvious that he's already been on an intense battle for so long yesterday and I'm still having back pain.
"I ......"
I opened my mouth just to say the words to push off, it felt like one of Damon's big hands had ripped off my clothes.
As soon as the warm skin and cold air came into contact, I couldn't help but let out a moan and tried to use the remaining fabric to cover the skin that was already leaking out, only Damon didn't give me any chance.
I was picked up by Damon and he took a big step towards the bathroom.