Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 29

The eight girls visit…

“What brings you all here?”

Damien walked past them. None of the eight girls was bold enough to enter through the gate of the compound. He entered through and stood before them, behind the gate.

He was lucky enough to had been able to catch up with the wolf. He had instructed her to take another route to the other safehouse.

Damien looked from one girl to another. They seemed really reluctant to speak. Of course he was there because the system told him that they were there, but he had decided to pretend as though he didn’t care. “Have a nice day, then. I have a lot to do.” He turned away from them, making to walk away “Shouldn’t you at at least invite us in?” He could tell whose voice that was. He turned to them. “And why should I do that? Last time I checked, didn’t your claim to want to be independent. An independent woman should always keep her words, don’t you think?” Claire sneered at his response. Damien didn’t know when she would ever admit defeat. She always had a reaction for every unpleasant experience. “If you can’t speak from outside, you might as well leave.”

He turned away again, determined not to stop again. “Thank you for saving us.” It seemed like he wouldn’t be able to keep his promise. His legs were glued to the earth at those words. And again, he knew who owned that voice and wits. “We came to appreciate the fact that you saved us from the big white wolf.” There was sincerity in Mira’s voice and face. Damien could read it vividly. “But it didn’t seem like that. Or didn’t all of you agree to come and appreciate?!” They all knew whom he was referring to.

“You know how Claire is. She does appreciate too.”

Mira tried to defend Claire.

“I want to hear it from her to believe that.”

All the girls and Damien slowly looked at Claire.

“In your dreams.”

She scoffed. Damien wasn’t disappointed. He nodded slowly.

“All of you can walk in except Claire.”

Mira pushed the gate open and all the girls walked into the compound. Claire rolled her eyes, grunting. She folded her arms beneath her full titties. She was quite busty, but her busts were perky; not too big, not small. Just the perfect size.

“Follow me.” He didn’t really mean to lead them afar off nor into the castle. “Okay fine!!! Thank you!.”

Claire called at him. Damien halted and looked around as though he couldn’t hear, “Did any of your hear anything? Did a ghost just walked by?” “It’s Claire.”

Evelyn said.

I KNOW FOOL, IT’S A JOKE.

Damien wanted to snap at Evely. He couldn’t forget what she had also done to him. “Can I come in now?”

All attention fell back on Claire who had just spoken. Damien walked past the girls back to Claire.

“Not after you speak clearly.”

“This dork–”

Claire cussed under her breath.

“Thank you for saving us from the wolf. Like you would eat that.”

She wanted to push the door open after those forced words but Damien held the door back, “Say it like you mean it and stop making a fool of yourself. Shouldn’t a high-class model know better.”

Damien didn’t only pretend to not hear what the girls were muttering, but now was sending them away. His left arm was thrown in the direction of the gate, signifying, get-the-fuck-out of-my-sight. THERE’S NO CUTTING A SLACK FOR Y’ALL ANYMORE. IT’S EITHER YOU SPEAK IN PLAIN, WORDS OR YOU GET NOTHING FROM ME. He thought. He could see the shock traveling across the faces of the girls. “My arm is aching.”