The Husband Beside Me(70)

“You’re telling me you respect him?” Daimon asked.

“I do,” I said honestly.

“But not me,” he said flatly.

“Darren doesn’t know me. You do. Darren knows an Addie who doesn’t exactly exist, but you, you know me through and through.” I smiled at myself, finally realizing how much Daimon owned my heart.

“You’ve seen me in the worst ways and for some reason, I need you,” I admitted finally.

“Need me?”

“Yeah, like that night, when I showed up at the penthouse. I didn’t know where I was going until I ended up at your place. I knew I needed you. It was like you were the only one who could comfort me the way I wanted.”

“I followed you home,” he said, not looking at me.

“What?” I whispered.

“After you left, I followed you…I was worried,” he said quietly. “That’s how I knew you were in the hospital. Darren didn’t say anything to me.”

“Why did you follow me?” I asked, surprised at him.

“Because, Addie, seeing you like that…look, it’s always been you. I dreamt about fucking you hundreds of time and there you were standing in my penthouse with those eyes of yours, telling me to fuck you. I felt like I crossed a line, like I did something wrong by taking advantage of you,” he said carefully, his face agonizing over what had happened.

“Darren wouldn’t have done that,” I remarked.

“Yeah, I know Darren is the best and I took advantage of you,” Daimon said defeated.

“You didn’t take advantage of me. You gave me what I needed. Daimon, only you know me, not Darren, so stop being jealous of him and thinking he’s better somehow. I'm Addie. I'm your Addie. His Addie doesn’t exist.” I watched as Daimon eyes shifted to mine.

“So what you need is me and my cock,” he grinned.

“You’re ridiculous.” I shook my head, smiling at him taking another piece of pizza.

“You’ll see when we get home,” he warned.

My pussy clenched at the idea of having sex with him. I bit my lip, stopping myself from saying anything further.

“You should have told me earlier today that you got into NYU. I would have gotten you a present,” he said, still smiling.

“I don’t need anything,” I grimaced.

“Oh, you need something and I can’t wait to give it to you,” he said in a sultry voice.



We stood in silence in front of the elevator door, waiting for them to open. When they did and we stepped inside, I knew I was done for the moment they would close. I took a small step back and held onto the brass railing. I watched as Daimon slowly turned and smiled devilishly as the door behind him closed. My heart jumped as I saw him looking at me like he was ready to do what he liked. He inched closer and I tried to back away, but I couldn’t. Daimon placed his one hand onto the brass wall high above me, while the other slowly reached for my hair.

“So you need me,” he murmured. “Tell me you want me.”

I watched as his sky-blue eye turned fierce. My breathing turned erratic. This Daimon I wasn’t quite ready for.

“Say it,” he said slowly as he placed his mouth next to my ear. “Say it, Addie. Tell me you need me.” Intoxicated by his voice, my head fell back. I let out a sigh, content at his power over me.

“I need you, Daimon,” I said softly. “I need you.”

“Hmm. My Addie,” he whispered into my ear. He reached back and slammed onto the red stop button. The elevator halted.

“What are you doing?” I asked, my eyes growing wide.

“What I want,” he bit out.

“Daimon—”

“Stop worrying and let me fuck you here and now.” he said dominantly as he stepped in front of me and began playing with my hair, but I hesitated. “Addie, I own the building. There is no camera here. Beside this is only the beginning. I'm going to make it so fucking good for you,” he smirked. “Now, where were we…oh, you were telling me how you need me.” He placed his hands on either side of me caging me in.

“Daimon—”

“Feel how crazy you make me.” He took my hand and placed it on his cock. “What do you need, Addie?” he asked again. “Tell me,” he ordered.

“You, I want you.” I moved my hand up and down his jeans.

“Fuck, Addie. You have no fucking clue how much I need your touch on me. God, it drives me crazy.” He rolled his head back as I continued to slide my hand. I stopped the moment I felt him grow harder. My belly dropped and my pussy quivered. I dropped onto my knees and began unzipping his jeans.