Loving You - Chapter 15 (Patreon)

My head was pounding, and my mouth felt like someone put cotton in it. I finally cracked my eyes open and looked around the room. The curtains were drawn so the room was dark. I looked to my left and surprisingly Damien's side wasn't empty.

He was laying on his side, on arm draped over my stomach. I studied his face in his sleep, remembering what all he did for me last night. I was drugged by some random man and almost raped in the middle of a party. Damien had rescued me and taken care of me last night and when I started to panic he opened up to me about his past to calm me down.

I look at his delicate face in his sleep. I've never seen him asleep before, He's always awake before me and I sleep before him. His features were relaxed and he looked so innocent. So soft and warm. My heart began to ache for him. His father was a cruel and evil man for the way he did him. And his mother was ripped from his life at a young age.

His hair had fallen in his face, his dark curls touching his forehead. Before I could think I reach out to move his hair out of his face. As soon as I touch his face his eyes fly open and his face twists in confusion. His blue eyes land on me and a slow smile spreads itself across his face. He grabs my hand from his face and squeezes it then brings it to his warm lips and kisses the top of my palm.

Electricity shoots through my arm from the spot he kissed.

"How are you feeling angel?"

His voice comes out deep and gravelly from sleep making me shudder. I open my mouth to respond and have to clear my throat.

"Fine." My voice barely comes out in a whisper.

"I'm so sorry about last night angel, I should have never left you alone. You were drugged because of me. I wasnt paying attention, I'm so sorry about everything."

I nod in acknowledgement to him. This was new. Damien never regretted anything.

"Are you hungry?" There is genuine concern lacing his voice. And now that he mentioned it, I was famished. I was very lightheaded and my stomach was currently empty so I once again nod my head since my throat was so dry.

Damien gets up from the bed and walks to the bathroom. He's wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. I hear the water turn on and after a few minutes Damien emerges. He walks over to the side of the bed I'm laying on and puts his hands under my knees and shoulders and picks me u, carrying me to the bathroom. This bathroom wasnt as big as Damiens but it was still luxurious nonetheless.

Damien walks with me in his arms over to the bathtub where there is warm water and a bubble bath currently brewing. He sets me down and pulls off my shirt, exposing me to him. But he doesnt pay attention to my naked body he just picks me up again and sets me in the warm water.

I can't help but groan in satisfaction. The heat feels so good on my tensed muscles and the bubbles smell of mint. They calm my frayed nerves. Damien exits the bathroom and closes the door behind him.

I finally decide to step out of the water once it turns cold and my fingers are pruny. I wrap a fluffy towel around my body and exit the bathroom, what is waiting for me makes my eyes nearly pop out of my head. There is food everywhere! Pancakes, waffles, biscuits, toast, bacon, eggs, french toast, strudels, anything you could think of it was probably in this room. And my mouth began to water when the heavenly aroma hit my nose.

As soon as I take a step Damien walks in with another tray holding oatmeal and bagels on it. He stops when he sees me and sets the food down on the desk. He quickly goes over to a drawer and pulls one of his shirts out and a pair of underwear. Once I have them on he tucks me snugly into bed, turns on the tv and brings the desk that hovers over the bed to me. He looks at me steadily

"Eat."

I gape at him "All this is for me??"

He smiles at that. "Of course angel, I know you're probably starving so eat up."

I smile. Damien was being so thoughtful and nice today.

He gets up from the bed and walks to the door. "I'll leave you to it angel."

"Wait!" I shout at him before he exits. He turns around and faces me, surprise evident on his face.

"Will you stay with me?" For the first time Damien actually looks caught off guard. He gathers his composure and walks back to me and sits on the bed with enough space between us that I feel comfortable. I dont know why I asked him to stay with me. It was out of my mouth before I could stop it. Maybe it was because I felt scared and vulnerable.

Damien spent the whole morning with me catering to my every needs. I was surprised by this complete 180 in his attitude. He was a totally different person. He even brought his work into the bedroom so that he could be around me and stil get everything done.

"Angel?" He speaks to me later that afternoon.

"Hm?"

"Are you happy?"

I frown a little. I was happy, but I wasn't. I wanted my freedom. Not to belong to someone that had this unhealthy obsession with me and crazy restrictions on me.

"Do you want me to be honest?" I turn to look at him and he seems to be actually pondering my question.

"Yes."

I take a deep breath. "No. I mean, sometimes you are nice to me and you do things that make being here bearable, but I'm nothing more than a slave to you. I have no freedom, I have no contact with anyone, I get punished in unimaginable ways, and I'm tired of watching you heartlessly murder people. I can't take all the killings and obsession."

He's quiet for a moment and I tense, afraid he's going to punish me. But there's nothing. I peek at him under my lashes and he's looking at the TV. He finally turns to me and quietly says, "I'm sorry you feel that way." He then stands up, and leaves me alone in the room once again.

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Damien

Dammit! I punch the wall of the balcony in anger and frustration. The view would be breathtaking to anyone especially Nevaeh but I had learned to be used to these kind of things by now.

She wasn't fucking happy. She wasn't happy! I dont know what made me ask that. I mean, why would she be happy? But hearing it come from her mouth made me angry. It took everything in me not to go on a rampage in there. I knew that if I did all of my hard work and care would flush down the proverbial toilet.

I would just have to work harder. I would make her happy! I run my fingers roughly through my hair. What the hell was this girl doing to me?? I had never been this crazy or even felt this kind of way about anyone before so why now! Why did I have so much feelings towards her?

My phone vibrates in my pocket. I have half a mind to not answer it but I knew it had to be important. The screen says Jax name across it and I swipe it to answer.

"Yeah."

"Damien, we got a problem."

"What" My senses go on high alert.

"Ramirez put a bounty out."

I laugh out loud. "You really called me about that? There are plenty of bounties on my head. Why is this one any different."

There's a slight pause before he continues. "I'm afraid it's not on your head, Damien." My stomach drops and my heart rate spikes. I've already got an idea of what he's about to say.

"It's Nevaeh. And he wants her alive."

"Fuck!"

I punch the wall.