Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties
Chapter 63

WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING? WHAT WAS THE INSTRUCTION, WHAT DID YOU END UP DOING?

Damien had found his time to scold the wolf. They both were seated in the other safehouse which was not far from the castle, within the perimeter of the fenced compound.

- i think it's time you learnt how to appreciate without being a dick ~

Damien knew she had just cussed him, but the funny thing was, she was looking in another direction as though he was equal to nothing to her.

DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?

- say something else. this would be your hundredth of repeating the same thing. don't you get tired? ~

Damien scoffed. He didn't have time for this. He knew he should be weaving the clothes of the Cannibals. Instead he was here bickering with the wolf.

He had spent his day sleeping. It was evening. The orange rays of the sun had been splattered across the endless blue track of the sky. He was not far from the door, and could see the sky clearly.

He knew that it was a matter of time before Laurette comes to him to give report. Tomorrow would mark the beginning of the celebration of their one month stay on the island.

Also, he had decided that after he gets the report, and had fed the ladies, he would go into the woods. He would be working through the night. He had slept in the afternoon. He didn't land on the island to satisfy the insatiable urge of his eyes.

ON A MORE SERIOUS NOTE, WHY DID YOU BRING THE GIRLS?

~ what were you thinking? the cannibals knew better? they would be able to save you? -

Damien's eyes gave an expression impressed by disbelief.

THIS FOOL! DID YOU KNOW WHAT THAT DUMMY APPLY ON MY WOUND? I COULD BE DEAD NOW IF -- JUST FORGET IT.

- then why aren't you dead yet. that would make the wishes of many of us come true. ~

Damien should feel offended by what she had just said, but he didn't. There was no point. He was gradually feeding his mind, making it grow into a very mature state.

He was silent for a while. The awkward silence didn't last for long. Suddenly, he heard approaching footsteps.

LOOK AWAY.

He called at Der who snapped.

- was I looking at you in the first place? who told you that I'm in interested in whatever y'all do? ~

He chuckled. Laurette got to the door of the safehouse.

"Come in."

He called. She looked past him and saw the wolf. She flinched.

"I'm not petty enough to feed you to her. Just come in already."

He pretended as though he didn't care what her reactions were. She slowly walked into the safehouse. He didn't expect her to, though. He thought she would be scared to step in. "You can touch her if you want?"

Damien was determined to see how bold she was. Was she all mouth or could she match up her words with actions? For all he knew, she had a very swift tongue. An absolute opposite of her twin sister, Mira. "Really?"

There was a strange light that sparked in her eyes.

WOULD SHE?

He thought.

"Go ahead."

He nodded towards Der. Der slowly looked at him. He winked at the wolf.

"What if she hurts me?"

Laurette was the first person amongst the girls to get the gender of the wolf right for the first time.

"You think too much. You should had said that I'm an imbecile who can't lift a hand. Because I'd watch him do that?"

He sneered. To think of it, Damien felt like he was being a little bit pushy, which had the tendencies of shooting up the pettiness in him. He didn't really care at that moment.

"Please Damien?"

She gulped and walked even closer to the wolf.

BASTARD, LOOK TO THE FRONT FIRST.

He scolded the wolf who was still looking at him. The wolf slowly looked back to the front, to the cold wooden walls.

She got to the tail of the wolf and began to push her body slowly towards the lying frame of the wolf. Damien could see her legs shaking.

"Steady yourself else you would fall on her. And I won't be able to guarantee your safety by then."

Damien was being extra. He should? Haven't they done worst?

"Okay"

She gulped again, going down till her soft palm touched the backside of the wolf.

"Damien."

She was shivering as her palm touched the Wolf's fur. She looked at Damien who schooled,

"Feel comfortable."

"Okay.

She stuttered, changing her position to a squat. She glid her palm slowly up the Wolf's beautiful fur which flowed under her touch.

"How does it feel?"

"Oh my God, Damien... this feels so surreal. I can't imagine being close to a wolf, let alone touching it. Thank you."

Her thoughtful words made him change his mind. She isn't bad after all. It seemed as though there were still a bunch of things to know about the girls.

He watched as she traced her hand up and up till she was about stroking the Wolf's head. He had abandoned the plan, but the wolf had another idea.

When she almost touched the head of the wolf, the wolf threw her jaws in the direction of her hand, she jumped away at once. Damien couldn't tell what happened in that brief moment, but at the moment, Laurette was sitting on his laps, hugging him tightly and crying.

Damien should laugh. He should be glad that he had eventually made her pay in person, instead of in group. He should be elated that she was crying. But he felt bad for her. Not sad.

GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SIGHT.

He took out the rage on Der. Der saw the coldness in his eyes. She knew that he wasn't joking. She stood up slowly and walked away.

The wolf stopped at the door and turned to him.

- the girl who always keep quiet. don't be too hard on her. she has more bright sides than the doubts you have about her. ~

JUST GO AWAY.

Damien didn't have time for her schooling. She ran away. He looked away when she'd disappeared from sight. Laurette was still seated on his laps, her arms around his neck, her face buried in the corner of his chest, his cloth wet from her tears.

His eyes involuntarily strayed to her ass. He noticed how her ass filled his thighs.

DANG! I HAD NO IDEA THAT HER ASS IS THIS BIG? WHY DIDN'T I NOTICE BEFORE NOW?

The strange thoughts were about to make him hard. That was not the time. He needed a distraction to kick out the illogical urge.

"She's gone. You can get up now."

Though he wasn't true to his mind. He wanted her to keep sitting for a while. That would only cause boner trouble which he didn't have the strength for.

"Are you sure."

She didn't lift her head yet. Why was she so scared?

"Do you think I'd make a joke in such a moment?"

He snapped. At that, she slowly looked up and looked around. Her arms still wrapped around his neck.

Then as though she just recalled something unpleasant, she jumped up from his laps, pulling her skimpy gown down.

"How could you lie to me? Didn't you say that she wouldn't hurt me? Did you do it intentionally to get back at --"

"I never told you to touch her head. You got carried away and thought you could do whatever you wanted."

She rolled her eyes at him when he cut her short. He continued,

"And what if I did it intentionally? You don't think I have the right? Have you forgotten that you did worse back in Las Vegas?"

"You're so unbelievable!!! How can you still hold a grudge!!! It's been over a month, bruh."

Damien scoffed.

"I guess I'm too bored to do anything else but to hold grudge. It much fun."

She shook her head, a wave of contempt swept across her face.

"Such a petty jerk!!!"

She turned to leave.

"You haven't given me the report."

She halted reluctantly,

"The girls will keep it a secret from you. Just worry about the rewards. Jerk!!"

She repeated and stomped off. Damien watched her go. His eyes glued on her booties as they shook heavily to the rhythm of her violent legs.

"Oh fuck!!"

He bit his lower lips.

WHY DIDN'T I NOTICE BEFORE NOW? THAT BIG ASS, BRUH.

He looked to his front as though there was someone there.

NEVER AGAIN BE BLINDED BY HOW SASSY SHE IS, ELSE YOU WOULD MISS AN IMPORTANT DETAIL ABOUT HER LIKE I DID. HOW COULD I MISS AN ASS THAT BIG? YOU DON'T WANT TO AFFORD THE MISTAKE.

He shook his head as though he was trying to snap out of a spell's enchantment. He stood up and walked out of the safehouse. He observed the sky. There was no sun in the sky anymore, but there were still scribbles of its orange rays. It was just a matter of time before gloom creep on the island.

He walked to the castle and entered. The girls, seeing him, stopped what they were doing. Like he cared, he walked to the kitchen. He prepared broth, meat, and rice. There wasn't much fruits for wine. He didn't have much time to get that done.

By the time he was done, the jungle hood was becoming moody, and light was growing dimmer. He walked out of the kitchen.

"Good job, girls. You can eat without me. I might not be home this night. None of you should wander off into the woods. Anyone who does would have herself to blame."

He nodded and walked away.

"Where are you going?"

Allison asked the question for the rest.

"I have things to do. I won't go into details. Sleep well."

His eyes strayed to Laurette who glared, rolling her eyes. He chuckled softly at her. Claire noticed his reaction and traced his smile to the person in question, Laurette. Claire's brows knitted.

Damien turned away.

"Now's time to work."

He headed towards the wooden gate of the fence.

"Why haven't these fools return yet? Did they not catch the lion?"

He was walking through the woods in the direction of the Bast fibres which had been processed. He wasn't sure whether or not working at night was a good idea. But what was there to be scared of?

He got to the tree and started to work. He had enough torches lighting that corner of the woods up, so work wouldn't be of much hassle.

He removed his top. He needed full concentration. He hoped that he wouldn't get an uninvited guest. That was the only bother.