SAMANTHA'S POV..
“you're so stubborn…” Damian picked up the food tray and began feeding me even though I didn't want to, his cold eyes made it impossible for me to refuse so in the end I just let him feed me which was surprising…
Maybe he's drunk or something? Lord Damian is actually feeding Samantha? Did something happen to him or did he actually get smacked on the head?
“Stop over thinking…” He flicked my forehead and immediately began rubbing his thumb when he realized my head was still hurting…
He rubbed his thumb on the spot gently and also smoothened the crease on my forehead..
“ouch! How could you do that to me? Are you planning on having me killed?” I frowned Slightly and unconsciously touched my temple even though it doesn't hurt anymore.. I decided to be extra dramatic now that he's been nice but unfortunately he could see through my act like a piece of paper…
“Stop exaggerating, you look like a compressed doll.” Damian blankly said and I glared at him…
There's absolutely no
