Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 189

When she turned to him, her eyes were no longer tough and wild. They had a great deal of shock and a element of surprise in them. Damien had no idea why she was so stunned. To him, she had just finished saying her mind and he is. He had no idea why she looked stunned after he said his own mind.

"Am I a joke to you?"

Those words of hers rolled out. Damien didn't find them offensive. He had his mind elsewhere. He wasn't seeing her face anymore. He was seeing through her clothes.

"You don't want me to cum all over your face?"

He asked. He didn't look disturbed. He looked like he was having a normal and natural conversation. So it was quite strange to see her react that way.

"Do you know that that is an insult? Do you know that what you just said is an insult to me as a lady?! I don't know what is going on in your mind, but I'm not a porn actress. A porn star could find that seductive but I don't. I find it offensive. An insult. And no one has ever humiliated in such a way... so many times in less than an hour."

Damien sighed, throwing his face to the floor.

"I thought you were an adult. I thought you were blunt. I thought you could handle whatever is tossed at you. I had no idea that it was a little bit of a faker skin."

Damien was beginning to sound in a manner that he didn't want. He was beginning to sound in a way that offended him.

"Insulting my pride is what you call being an adult? Huh? You think you can just go around and do whatever you like? Just because you want to do it doesn't make it right!"

Damine was tempted to hold a fierce argument with her. He had so many points queuing up in his mind. But it didn't seem like he could carry it on.

"I had no idea what you were thinking when I told you that I wanted you to be my girlfriend."

"Huh?"

She was confused. She obviously couldn't catch up on Damien's point.

"I guess I'll make myself clear now. I only wanted a woman, not you."

"What!!!!"

She exclaimed. Not out of shock. Giving by her facial expression, it was obvious that it was more like out of confusion.

"What are you saying?"

"See, I already have those whom I wanted per se. I wanted a woman other than them... a woman, not you. And it seems like you don't want to be the woman. You think it's about you."

Elisa gulped. Damien's explanation had done nothing but pushed her further into the pit of confusion, through which she was falling so helplessly with no one to pull her out. But--

"You mean you wanted a sex mate? Not a girlfriend?"

If seemed as though she finally got a hold of a virtual rope and was pulling her weight out of the dark pit of confusion.

"I can get sex whenever I want it. I'm rich. I have enough money to host a million women in one room, flocking me..."

He took a pause.

"You seem like an interesting person and I wanted to have a feel of you. And I still want to. I want to fuck you."

"I said stop saying that to me."

Her face became stern again.

"Let's fuck."

He said again. She was so infuriated that her face was flushed with red from rage.

"I'm calling my uncle. He should teach you some manners. Even though you are rich, there are people out there who also have relevance and are versed in the business of how this world is ran."

She fumbled through her small bag and brought out her phone. While she did, Damien effortlessly ripped off his suit to reveal his muscled body. She dialed the number and looked up. Her eyes widened.