The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 86: Happy moments

Chapter 86: Happy moments

Damien hummed along to the music playing on his phone, grabbing ingredients from the fridge with one hand and balancing them under his arm to start some dinner before kicking the door closed with his foot and strolling back to the counter.

Rhys was at the gym and Beatrix when he had gone to check on her was taking a nap. She must have fallen asleep right after her shower because she was wearing her bathrobe.

Rhys had told him about his nightmares and how hard it must have been for her. He was glad there was another person apart from him in his brother’s life.

Beatrix was their little Angel and they would never let her go. Many wouldn’t understand how two brothers would want to be with the same woman but well they weren’t normal.

He could see how happy Rhys was and that’s all that mattered to him. His brother’s happiness.

The kid had been through a lot. So much worse than he had and he was glad that he was still holding on.

Beatrix was really the light in their dark little world and he couldn’t thank the universe enough for bringing her into their lives.

He grabbed a spoon and knife from the drawer, and started cutting one of the tomatoes he had retrieved from the fridge in half when he heard one of those songs come on that he couldn’t help but turn up and sing along too.

He turned the volume up on his phone, swaying back and forth to the tune.

" I ain’t playing no games. Every word that I say is coming straight from the heart"

He sang along shifting his hips back and forth. He continued to sing, booping his head and grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and plop it on the counter.

"I’ma leave the door open (I’ma leave the door open)

I’ma leave the door open, girl (I’ma leave the door open, hoping)"

"Well, Well such a rare sight of the infamous Damien Niarchos singing and cooking."

He lifted his eyes up to Beatrix , who was leaning against the doorway of the kitchen, her arms folded over her chest, her hair all wild from sleep and she was staring at her with an affectionate smile.

Her voice was a little raspy from just waking up and fuck—she sounded so good.

His eyes ran over her and he felt his cock jerk in excitement. The hold this woman had on him was crazy.

She was wearing a MICKEY mouse large sweater which reached her mid-thigh. Her beautiful long toned legs were on display.

She was so beautiful.

He pictured his lips caressing her shaven and smooth heat. He missed her taste so much and when he was done tasting every delicious inch of her innocent flesh, he wanted to run his tongue around her hardened nipples and grasp her hips while sinking deep inside her.

He had heard her moan before but he contemplated what sounds she would make when he nudged her deep, and how long it would take before she screamed his name. It wasn’t a matter of if she would scream his name, only when.

He shook his head, trying to clear his rampant thoughts.

He returned her smile from behind the counter, wiggling his shoulders at her in tune with the music

"I’m a man full of surprises darling."

She sucked her lower lip under her teeth as her eyes lit up while she watched him, pushing off the doorway and stroled towards the kitchen counter.

She sauntered around the counter to stand next to him , leaning backwards against it on her hands as she continued to watch him dance animatedly to the music.

It was like she was surprised to be seeing this side of him.

Well she was going to be seeing different layers of him soon . She should get used to it.

She began humming along to the song as she watched him intently, and he smiled wide to himself.

He spun her in his arms, so that she faced away from him and pulled her tight against his chest.

She gasped, the sound finding an immediate reaction in his dick. She raised her arms above her head, opening her body to him, and completely surrendered to his touch.

Fuck, she was sexy.

His hands slid down her sides, grazing her breasts to firmly grasp her full hips. She shivered and moved perfectly in sync with her to the pulsating rhythm of the music .

Her body was in a seduction motion.

She chuckled as he twirled her around the kitchen like it was a ballroom, trying not to stumble over her own feet as he spinned her.

He pulled her hand away from her when they came to a stop, resting her hands on her hips she cocked her head to the side suspiciously

"Why are you in such a good mood? Some good news you want to share with me?"

Damien smiled as he leaned back against the counter,

"Naa...I’m just happy to see my baby again."

"Hmm I see. So what are you cooking?"

"Pasta." Damien replied.

"Alright."

They fell into comfortable silence as Damien began working, he stirred the pot of simmering tomato sauce.

Beatrix leaned against the counter, watching him with a contented smile on her face.

Damien was focused on the task at hand, occasionally glancing up at her and giving her a reassuring smile.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of the cooking food, and his face was slightly flushed from the heat of the stove.

He loved how she seemed to be enjoying the sight of him cooking, and she watched him with pride and affection.

"I have no idea how much I miss watching you cook." Beatrix chuckled at she leaned over the counter.

"Hmm...I miss this too." Damien smiled softly at her.

As he added the finishing touches to the dish, he turned to Beatrix.

"Can you call Rhys? He is at the gym."

Beatrix nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

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When Beatrix arrived at the home gym, she saw Rhys standing in the middle of the room with his body in full view. Sweat was dripping down his bare chest and his shirt was on the floor. His shorts were slung low on his hips, showing his dangerously v line, revealing his boxers.

She was speechless and had her mouth hanging open in surprise. He waited for her to say something, but she couldn’t even form words. While she was standing there, she noticed all the workout equipment and punching bags in the room.

She knew this was where the gym was but she had avoided it all the time. She didn’t know it was this well equipped.

He chuckled softly as he grabbed his towel from the chair and used it to wipe his forehead. Her eyes followed him as he slowly wiped the sweat from his neck.

Beatrix couldn’t help but think about how much she wanted to lick every drop of sweat from his delicious body.

Okay she was growing more pervert as time goes on.

"Cat got your tongue?" He asked with a smirk pulling at his lip.

His words snapped her back to reality. She realized that she had been ogling at him a few seconds ago, she flushed with embarrassment and cleared her throat.

"Of course not." She replied and walked inside the gym moving to where the punching bag was.

She ran her fingers over the punching bag. She wondered how it felt to hit this while being angry. Probably it felt good. She had seen her brothers let out steam from punching this.

Clearly you can imagine punching the person who made you angry.

"Ever punch anything before, darling?" He asked.

Beatrix turned around to look at him, he was leaned back against the chair with his eyes heavily looking her up and down.

Shivers crawled up her back "No, I never needed to."

She shrugged.

"Your brothers didn’t taken you to any self defense classes?"

He shoke his head while slipping his boxing gloves off, he kept his eyes on her the entire time.

"No,they didn’t ." She responded.

"Well.....they’re overprotective but never taught you how to protect yourself? Fucking morons."

Beatrix shrugged, "I’m sure they could protect me just fine."

He cleared his throat with a soft humming sound coming from his mouth.

"A pretty girl like you should know how to defend yourself." He said, her heart picked up pace when he surprisingly got closer.

He grabbed her hand in his, the comparison between their hands was way different.

Hers was small, delicate and his were massive, veiny and rough.

He placed gloves on her hands and once he had both of them strapped he directed her in front of the punching bag.

She could feel him right behind her, his huge bulge touched her lower back and she swallowed nervously.

He gently grabbed both her arms and position them up a little, he bent her fingers making her hands into fist.

His hand then touched her stomach, he held his hand there causing me to turn her head slightly to the right just to look at him.

Her heart thumped nervously in her chest. He just had that effect on her.

"Tighten your stomach for a better punch." He rasped inside her ear, an ache formed between her thighs and she closed them to relieve it.

"Open your legs, love."

Her legs slowly separated, her breath hitched in her throat.

"Now give me your best punch."

Her fist slammed hard against the punching bag, a rush of adrenaline shocked through her body. My hair fell right over her shoulder covering the corner of her face from the impact of her punch.

"Not bad. We have to work on that."

He said as he gently brushed her hair back off her face.

Beatrix smiled at him and nodded.

"It feels good, not gonna lie."

Rhys grinned at her, "So what brought you here?"

He said as he helped her removed her gloves.

"Damien said I should call you for dinner."

"Alright. I will take a quick shower and come right now."

Beatrix bit her lips, "Do you want me to join you?"

"Beatrix." The way her name rolled off his tongue sent shivers down her entire body.

"Don’t tempt me." He added.

She blinked innocently and pouted, "Yes Sir. See you at dinner."

She moved closer to him and whispered in his ears, "Don’t keep us waiting."

A/N: Merry Christmas loves. Enjoy your day and don’t forget to take care of yourself. The weather is cold don’t get sick! Okay?

Love you!

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