Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien) novel Chapter 518

Damien’s gentle tone reminded her of their past together years ago. At that time, they were still together. It felt like time had turned back when he was the high and mighty president, and she was his employee.

Clarissa cheered up again. She knew Damie would take care of her whenever things went wrong.

Clarissa unconsciously spun the table in her other hand around the table.

“Click.” The pen went flying away and made a clicking sound. Clarissa looked around, and found the pen at Damien’s feet.

Damien was staring at the pen as well. He glanced at Clarissa, wondering if she would come and get it.

Clarissa changed her sitting posture and leaned in her chair. She kept her arms outstretched and flat on the table. Clearly, she had no intention of picking it up.

Damien bent down and picked up the pen for her. Then, he handed it to her.

Damien was sitting on a single sofa. He was very close to Clarissa’s writing desk.

Clarissa reached out to take the pen.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Damien retracted the pen, as if he was playing some magic trick. He grabbed Clarissa’s wrist and pulled her over.

Clarissa ended up falling on top of him. She tried to struggle and break away, but Damien kept her locked in his arms. He was laughing. “Here you are. Where do you want to run?”

Clarissa stopped moving. Her irritable and gloomy mood suddenly turned bright and cheerful again. Damien’s presence probably improved her mood.

Even so, she refused to look at Damien.

“Hey, tell me. Why are you crying?” Damien looked at the woman in his arms.

A few days ago, Clarissa saw a question on Quora. What if your ex-husband wants to sleep with you again after divorce? Many replied that it was just a physical need. If she had no partner, it would be okay to just sleep with him. It wasn’t like she had never slept with him before. Sleeping with him once or a hundred times had no difference.

Clarissa spent a night with him when she had just returned from Genovia. She could relate to the question, so she had read all the answers to the question.

Damien snorted. “You really like to use your charms to trick me. Shouldn’t you use them in bed too?”

Damien caressed Clarissa’s lips with his thumb.

Clarissa didn’t want to continue the bed talk, so she changed the subject and asked Damien, “When are you leaving?”

“When do you want me to leave?” he asked in reply.

“There might be heavy snow later. The weather forecast mentioned it just a few days ago,” Clarissa said.

She was thinking of a way to let Neil stay. She didn’t care about Damien’s whereabouts. He could do whatever he wanted and leave whenever he felt like it. Besides, New East probably needed him.

Neither realized the sexual tension between them at this moment. They were flirting the way they did years ago. They got along like a sc*mbag and a sl*t that kept flirting with each other and saying unnecessary things. When the tension reached its peak, they would start getting intimate. When one wanted it but the other adamantly denied it, it turned into an ambiguous teasing game.