Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien)

Damien took Neil's left hand while Clarissa took his right. This was Neil's first time holding hands with both parents, so it was natural for him to be overjoyed.

Once they reached Grandpa Lawrence's house, Mrs. Faber was already in the midst of preparing dinner. She barely spoke a word to them. Clarissa knew the old woman disliked her at the moment. At the same time, she was too embarrassed to see Mrs. Faber. She wanted nothing more than to go home straight away.

"Mommy, you should go take a bath. Look at you, you're all wet!" Neil said.

Damien sat on the couch and read his book nonchalantly. It seemed he was ignoring whatever the duo was doing.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Faber just prepared dinner quietly in the kitchen.

If Neil hadn't pointed out Clarissa's current state, she would never have noticed how drenched she was. Her back felt cold and wet right now. The snow had already melted into water and kept trickling down he back, making her extremely uncomfortable.

"I don't have anything to change into here," Clarissa said.

"I think there are spare clothes for you." After he was done speaking, Neil darted into Damien's room.

"Mommy, take a look at this! All the clothes in this closet belong to you!" Neil then opened the closet.

Clarissa had no idea when Damien had prepared these many clothes. She didn't know if those clothes were hers, but they were all her size.

She found it difficult to calm down after that. Since Neil was adamant to make her stay, she had no choice but to take a bath there. The little boy even asked her to use Damien's personal bathroom. "Mommy, Daddy's reading in the living room and Mrs. Faber is preparing dinner in the kitchen. It's very inconvenient for you to bathe in another bathroom. I'll close the door for you," Neil said thoughtfully. Clarissa patted his head lovingly. "You're a good boy."

After Neil exited the room, she took a bath right away.

Her wet clothes were hung outside to dry off, so she grabbed some fresh clothes.

When Clarissa was done with her bath, she wore her lingerie and unlocked the bathroom door. Before she could open the door, it was opened from the outside.

Damien walked into the bathroom right after that.

With one hand holding her towel in place, Clarissa looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She looked afraid, but at the same time, she looked like she was expecting something.

It was as if she had completely forgotten how her mother had died in the first place. She had also forgotten how brutal and heartless Damien was. Perhaps Damien's masculine charm was so overbearing that Clarissa couldn't control herself from getting hooked up on it. Ever since she returned to Florin and laid her eyes on him for the first time in Grandpa Lawrence's house, she had completely lost to him. Now that she thought about it, her struggles were nothing but an act for Theresa's spirit. Clarissa had a feeling that Theresa was watching her from the heavens, so she put up an act just to prove that she didn't forget about her thirst for vengeance.

Clarissa had a feeling she got tricked by her own son.

Soon, Damien was tugging at his own clothes.

"What are you doing?" Clarissa asked.

Damien didn't reply to her. After he took off his clothes, he quickly pressed his body against Clarissa's. She could feel the burning heat radiating off his skin. Soon enough, the sensation sent her spiraling down the abyss.

Clarissa wanted to struggle against Damien, but he covered her mouth with one hand and whispered teasingly into her ear, "Don't talk. It'd be bad if our son hears us doing these things."

Since he had already covered Clarissa's mouth, she could only frown at him. Soon enough, he set to work.

That day, Damien was determined to be intimate with Clarissa.

During the entire process, Clarissa didn't say a word. All she did was stare at Damien, who stared back at her with a steely gaze.

Clarissa felt pinpricks of numbing pleasure traveling across her entire body, so she allowed Damien to do whatever he wanted.

When it was all over, she wrapped the towel around her body and fled out of the bathroom. Then, she changed into fresh clothes at the bedside.

Her heart kept pounding furiously the whole time.