Chapter 286

Chapter 286:

But where were we going?

“I don’t understand,” I said once I found my voice, my eyes locked onto his cold ones.

“What is it you don’t understand?” he snapped, irritation dripping from his tone.

A sharp pain struck my chest at his harshness, but I masked it well.

I suddenly hated myself for giving in so easily, for not making him work for it.

“Where are we going? And why does that include me?” I shot back, trying to sound firm, but my voice still wavered from the pleasure that had consumed me just minutes ago.

My thighs pressed together.

I could still feel the ghost of his fingers grazing over them.

“You’ll know when we get there.”

Tears burned behind my eyes as I watched him turn away.

I had to say something—anything—to make him stay.

I wanted him around me.

“But I don’t have clothes or shoes. I was banned from my old room.”

He sighed, rolling his eyes.

“I’ll bring them.”

A small smile tugged at my lips at his unexpected gentleness.

“Could you get me a towel, please?” The words slipped out before I could stop them.

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I bit my lip.

Was I being too forward?

His eyes flickered to the towel on the floor before he let out a groan.

“Fine.”

“Thank you,” I mouthed as I watched him disappear from the room.

Disbelief cloaked me like a second skin.

I stood there, frozen, as the steamy moment with Damon replayed in my mind.

Before I could gather myself, a knock sounded at the door—

Then it swung open.

That was fast.

Damon reappeared, carrying two boxes.

Without a word, he strode to the table, set them down, then turned back toward the door.

I opened the boxes, revealing a white towel, a short red dress, and a pair of black low heels staring back at me.

“Thank you,” I said with a small smile.

“Put it on. Now,” he ordered, his voice firm and unwavering.

I froze, caught off guard.

“I can’t because I’m… messed up,” I admitted, my eyes flickering down to the dried arousal smeared along my inner thighs.

“I need to shower again,” I explained, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.

“Very well then. Get ready in ten minutes. Meet us by the river,” he instructed, his tone eerily calm before turning on his heel and leaving the room—

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