damien the irresistible

01 | DAMIEN THE IRRESISTIBLE ©️

before i start this story, let me assure you:

i am acutely aware that enemies to lovers between a man and a woman be portrayed with a power imbalance, one party treating their party meaner that's what okay, that in the journey to getting together lines can get crossed and you look and the characters and don't root for them.
that being said, i promise you i won't do that. i won't make damien this huge asshole who's cruel to his supposed love interest.

let me also say, for me to show you the impact of damien x audrey, i first have to show you a contrast with that being said, i also plan to level the playing feeling i.e. as asshole-ish damien is, i will make audrey! to reiterate, making them complete and utter dicks to each other will make the process of them falling for each other that much more impactful and interesting to read!

*details have been changed (and will continue to as i flesh out the plot!!)

author's note — 4/2/2021 —

i started this plot in 2019 and stopped for awhile. since then, my writing style and preferences have changed but my desire to write and finish the story hasn't. anyway, here's the rewritten/new version of chapter one. the tense has shifted to present as it's easier to differentiate between flashbacks. the point of view is third rather than first, too.

this story features enemies to lovers, meaning it's two characters who do not like each other that eventually get together. don't project your reading experiences of mistreated protagonists onto my characters. audrey is an asshole and damien is too so if you don't like their personalities, exit out of the story and keep it pushing. as well, these characters are not you therefore their personalities, motivations and desires will not be the same as yours.

this will contain lots of sexual content so if that's not your thing, i don't need to know and you can read something else.

01 | DAMIEN THE IRRESISTIBLE

"Okay. What happened?" Her best friend spares a sideways glance after taking a turn down a quiet backroad; her attention returns to the asphalt but her curiosity doesn't lessen. "Because I liked her, and I thought you two were great. You guys had that cute little sweet and sour dynamic."

On the topic of her recent break-up, Audrey internally winces. It's a valid question but with an unfortunate answer. What was a decent relationship—the first qualifying as such in terms of its exclusiveness and consistency—failed a few days prior.

Things were going great but it turns out she was a little too sour for her counterpart's taste. The fling-turned-thing—her longest relationship to date—capped off at a month and a half with the resigned conclusion, "Audrey, you are an insensitive asshole with as much depth as a puddle. . ."

Which is a fair assessment. Though a bit harsh, premature too considering the brevity of the relationship.

It's nothing new, and she isn't particularly bothered by it. The issue is, though, her best friend will be, and the last thing she wants is to receive an earful about being so mean and needing to soften up if she has any interest in not dying alone. It's with good intentions but always to no avail so she favors a white lie.

"Yeah, uh, she - she said we're better off as friends," is what she goes with, and the word broken echoes defiantly in the recesses of her skull. She clears her throat and shifts her seat, offering a cool, "And maybe we are better off. I won't see her until after vacation and all, anyway."

Daniella frowns and taps a single contemplative finger on the steering wheel. "She could've come. Did you tell her that?" She flashes helpful eyes, forest green glimmering in parallel with the afternoon sun. "Long distance, it's not for everyone. That's probably why she said you're better off as friends. You should call her and invite her down—"