Fated To Love You Forever

Chapter Forty Seven



Today was the day Damien had been waiting on for about a week now.

It was the day he would finally acquire the properties he longed for. Not for his personal gain, but a step closer in his revenge plan on the Connors, and it was safe to say that he was pretty excited about it. Which of course explained why he was taking his time to get ready today.

He took his time to pick out an outfit, took his time to get ready in the bathroom, took his time to decide what to have for breakfast, amongst other things.

Damien rarely had breakfast in the mornings before leaving for work. Most times he would just get something at a restaurant on his way to work, or he would skip it entirely and have a filling lunch, but he was feeling good so he decided he would today.

He had already called his secretary to move any other meetings he had today and reserve the morning for his meeting with only Mr Paul, his lawyer. Smiling to himself, Damien put his briefcase down and sat at the dining table to have breakfast at home for the first time in years.

It took him about fifteen minutes to get to work from home after that, and the first thing he did when he got to his desk was to reschedule some rather important appointments to tomorrow morning. When he was done he began to look through the pitch he had prepared for a meeting last night, and unsatisfied with a few things, he began to make a few changes.

Until finally it was just perfect, and he got what he wanted.

As soon as he shut his laptop, the office phone rang, and his secretary informed him of the lawyer’s arrival. Damien sat up straighter, quickly clearing the table and awaiting the entrance of lawyer.

“Good morning, Mr Daniels.” The lawyer greeted as soon as he walked in, nodding toward Damien a little as he took a seat.

“Mr Paul.” Damien nodded with a curtsy as he asked immediately, “What do you have for me?”

The lawyer smiled, “Everything you need.” Stretching his hand across the desk, he handed some documents over to Damien who immediately took them and began to look through them, nodding in approval as he progressed.

A smile lifted the corner of Damien’s lips, as he saw that everything was in place and in order.

Finally… he was the sole owner of The Connor’s former Mansion and Mr Connor’s processing factory. Every last thing… every single property that belonged to Mr Connor, directly or indirectly, was his now, and this was great and definitely something that needed celebrating.

“Good work.” Damien commended, packing up the files neatly and quickly locking them in the safe in his office. When he returned, he lowered himself back onto his seat.

As the lawyer nodded and got up to leave, Damien raised a finger to motion him to stop which he did. Reaching down into the bottom drawer of his desk, he took out the heavy stack of cash he had placed in there earlier and tossed it to the lawyer who immediately caught it, “You did very good work. That’s your payment and a little added reward.”

The lawyer looked down at the bills with a smile, nodding happily his eyes gleaming, “Thank you very much, sir.”

Fitting the cash into his briefcase and packing up the files he had come with, the lawyer nodded a little at Damien again, thanking him profusely before finally leaving the office.

“Yes! Yes! Finally!” Damien fist bumped excitedly.

Everything was going well, and this definitely called for a celebration.

He stood from his chair, making his way toward the wine cabinet to take out the wine he had been saving for a special occasion just like this one.

Finally, after the strenuous filled week he had just been having, it felt like something was finally going right for once.

For once he wasn’t worried about anything. He just wanted to drink and celebrate this feat as his revenge plan was finally underway again. It would all be over too, provided he dealt with that family, especially the old man.

Smiling, Damien took out the bottle of wine from the cabinet, and just as he was about to pop it, his office door swung open, bringing him face to face with Katherine, and he lost focus instantly,

What was she doing here?

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KATHERINE

Katherine had absolutely nothing to do today.

She had hung out with a few of her friends at her father’s country club, gone to the spa for a redo manicure and pedicure, went shopping too, gone for a skin, hair and makeup session… but nothing seemed to be lifting her mood at all.

It just felt like she was sitting around all day, which was why she had decided to visit Damien and now she was at his office already.

She knew he didn’t like it when she came by without informing him first, but who cares? It’s not like he would ask her to leave when she was already there, and besides they were doing great now so Katherine doubted that anything like that would happen.

When she neared his office, she had told his secretary’s not to inform him beforehand as she wanted to surprise him. Luckily the secretary informed her that his meeting had just ended, so she was feee to do what she wanted.

Straightening her clothes with hopes that he would notice that she had gotten a very nice spa treatment, she swung the door of the office open and walked in, only to see him standing at the wine cabinet, a bottle in his hand, and a frown on his face the second he spotted her staring incredulously.

He didn’t seem that busy though and that was good!

“Babe.” She squealed, gently shutting the door behind her and walking over to the cabinet, batting her eyes at him seductively, and leaning in for a hug which he all to eagerly accepted.

“Kathie…” He started a surprise grin on his face as he looked her over, “Wow, you look so stunning.”

Katherine looked up at him in shock, her cheeks heating up at the same time. She hadn’t expected him to react like that.

He was always busy when she came to see him, and for one she couldn’t remember the last time he had called her Kathie, and now it was making her toes curl in excitement.

Today was going to be good day, she could feel it.

Before she could recover from the surprise, Damien had leaned into her, gently moving stray hairs away from her face, and cupping a palm behind her neck he pulled her closer to him, crushing his lips on hers in a heated kiss.

Katherine was literally breathless when he broke the kiss. She could already feel her body reacting to him, but still she was confused.

“How are you doing today, baby?” He asked, nipping on the side of her neck, and Katherine felt pleasure run through her from the sensation.

She realized she was also blushing, because Damien was now using pet names… Goodness gracious but that rarely happened. He seemed happier than normal today, and even though it was nice, it still felt strange. A good kind of strange no doubt.

“I’m okay. Someone seems happy today.” She smiled, wrapping her hands around his neck as she leaned closer to him, “What’s up?”

Damien laughed, “Someone also has a list of things we could be doing?” He winked at her, his hands traveling down her back to the top of her waist.

Katherine chuckled, stopping his hand before he could go any further. Now she was sure something was up, because he was way too happy and he seemed to have diverted her question so she asked again, “Why are you in this mood? Tell me what happened first.”NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Damien sighed, still smiling, “I just landed a very good business deal today. I’ve been looking forward to it for a long time now. And now that I have it in the bag, it calls for celebration. Don’t you think so?” He gestured to the wine in his hand.

“Ohh, that’s nice, babe.” Katherine smiled, smoothing out his jacket as she waited for him to say more.

She had a suspicion that there was more to this thing he had said for him to be this cheerful, and she was positive it had to be something more than he was letting on so she prodded on hoping he would tell her more, “What kind of business deal Damien? A new partner?”

Instead of answering her he gently shushed her, placing a hand on her waist and pecking her cheek lightly, as he said, “It’s not important, Kathie. It’s just a contract I got. Nothing to worry yourself about, okay? So don’t bother about it. Just celebrate with me.”

Katherine smiled outwardly, blushing from his kiss, but her head was spinning calculatingly, her mind racing with thoughts and possibilities of what this was about.

She could tell that Damien did not want to talk more about it, and seeing how he was subtly diverting her questions every now and then, she felt a little pang of insecurity.

Every negative change, be it anger that affected Damien in the past few months, always had something to do with Madison, and now again Katherine had a feeling that this cheerful disposition also had something to do with that bitch.

She wanted to ask more questions but she didn’t want to ruin the mood, so she made a mental note to look into this so-called contract that was putting him in such a good mood. She needed to know exactly what this contract was, but for now she would do as he said and just let it be.

“Okay then, let’s celebrate.” She finally said, wrapping her hands around his neck and pushing closer into him to make sure he would feel every inch of her body.

Damien smirked, and taking the cue, he dropped the wine in his hand back into the cabinet, snaking his other arm around her waist and down her butt.

Katherine moaned in pleasure when his fingers rubbed the thick flesh of her butt.

Leaning in, he closed his lips on hers in a heated kiss, groaning when her hand flew to the fly of his pants to unbutton them.

His hands went to the back of her neck, caressing her amidst her moans, and when Damien couldn’t take it anymore, he splayed his hands over her butt, squeezing and then carrying her up to his waist.

She raked her fingers in his hair, moaning as he placed her on the couch in the inner office room.

He peeled off the leather skirt she was wearing, slipping his hands between her legs, and as her moans increased he began to play with her feminine buttons, pleasuring her immensely.

This was bliss!


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