Damien's POV

Arriving at the airport, my private jet awaits me. I appeared as cold as possible with the woman I had just had a session with, wearing the dress I bought earlier.

Somehow, I anticipated to fuck and even if she didn't break my order, I'd still have my way.

We were both quiet, like an awkward moment for two people who had sex for the first time.

But there's this feeling bursting inside me, that I'd want to keep staring at her.

However, if she notices I'm attracted to her, she'd see ...