Chapter 4 - Chapter Four: Blindfolded Confessions

I found the black satin blindfold on my pillow the next morning.No note. No message.Just temptation.The fabric was soft. Seductive. Sinister.And I knew he'd been here. While I slept. While I was vulnerable.I should've been furious.Instead, I was wet.Because with Damian Cain, nothing was simple. Not even silence.That night, he texted me one word: Damian:Now.I knew what it meant.Still, I hesitated.And then I put on the blindfold.My heart pounded as I lay back on the bed, arms above my head, legs slightly apart. I was exposed, blind, open in a way I never allowed myself to be.I heard the door click.Then footsteps.Then nothing.The air shifted. My breath caught.A fingertip trailed down my inner thigh.I gasped."I could do anything to you right now," his voice whispered beside my ear. "You wouldn't even see it coming."I shivered."Do it," I said.And he did.His hands were ruthless.He kissed my neck, bit my shoulder, sucked bruises into my breasts until I was arching off the bed, begging for more."Touch yourself," he ordered.I obeyed.Fingers circling. Back arching."Slower," he growled.I obeyed again.And then his mouth replaced my hand.He licked me until I screamed. Until I was trembling. Until I was pleading with a man I couldn't see.He flipped me over, dragging my ass up, sliding his cock against me teasing, waiting.Then he slammed in.Hard. Deep. Brutal.I moaned like a woman possessed.Because I was.He was fucking me like he owned me and I loved it. Afterward, I ripped the blindfold off.I wanted to see him.His flushed skin. His wild hair. The raw hunger still simmering in his eyes."I'm not your toy," I said.He leaned in, kissed me slow. "No. You're my obsession."And that was worse.Because obsessions don't end.They consume.The next day, we were back at work.No words. No glances.Just stolen touches in elevators. Heated stares across boardrooms. The kind of tension that made breathing feel like a sin.And when I passed by his office, he didn't call me in.He didn't need to.I was already thinking about the blindfold.Already craving the next time he'd use it.Already ruined beyond repair.