Damian's gaze was soft and he said seriously, “First of all I want to seek your forgiveness” He felt her stiffness under his touch and smiled a little. Confusion rummaged through her mind and it felt like a dream if not for the fact that his hand that was on her thigh felt real. Damian was acting strange and Layla couldn’t guess why.“ For what?” She asked in a slow tone with her head lowered down forcing him to raise her chin again. Damian chuckled, “ for marrying you against your wish, but trust me, I have no evil intentions against you. So do you forgive me” From how sincere he sounded, Layla felt her heart soften toward him.“ Yes” Damian maintained his smile and said surprisingly, “ Then I also forgive you” Layla was lost, “ I don’t understand, what for?” Damian cleared his throat and removed his tuxedo suit. “ Good, I gave you a chance not to go on with this marriage, didn’t I?” “ Yes you did,” Layla admitted suddenly feeling guilty. Thinking critically, Damian did not
“ Why did you marry me?” Layla looked him in the eyes and asked. “ You will find out another day but not now. Do you have any other questions?” He asked herLayla couldn’t accept the sudden changes in him.“ Why are you being nice and sweet all of a sudden?” Damian inched closer to her so that she could feel his breath, “ Because you are my wife, and only my wife deserves my sweetness”. Layla was so flattered that she couldn’t hold back the smile on her face. Suddenly she regained herself. Perhaps, Damian was just pretending. What if he was just doing it to get into her pants? No way. She’d rather die than let him have his way.“ Let’s go”, he instructed the driver. As much as Layla hated it, everything he said kept playing in her mind, and even as the car moved, she could feel her past being left behind.“ We shall rest in a hotel tonight and tomorrow we will go to our honeymoon venue,” Damian said in a deep sensual tone.Layla shivered and the realization was swallowing her gr
Damian wanted to help her unzip her dress, but from the way she trembled under his touch, he thought against it and entered the shower which was all glass, but translucent. It was only then that Layla was able to catch her breath. “ God, is he so determined? What should I do” Layla was trembling as she muttered under her breath. She had to find an excuse, she won’t allow him to touch her or even allow him to take her for the first time. She gently lowered herself to the bed and the texture was sensual. Everything in the room was singing sex. Layla was flushed as she caught sight of edible nightwear on the bed. She was shocked that a man like Damian would take delight in such things. ‘ What caused the change in him?’ As she reminisced about how to end this game, a deep sensual voice asked above her,“ Need help with your zip?” Layla lifted her head to see the droplets of water falling from his damp hair. The scent from his wash was so relaxing that she wanted to sniff more. Pinchi
Damian calmed himself before returning from the shower. Layla was sleeping with her tummy faced on the bed. The shirt that she wore was so big that she looked funny in it. Her petite frame and his tall athletic figure, it was a great contrast. Damian lay beside her, wrapped his hand around her tiny waist, and sniffed the scent of her shampoo with his head buried in her neck. Layla instantly froze with his hand around her waist and he knew she was still awake.To tease her, he moved his hands to her legs and brushed them slowly to her thighs. When it reached her knees, she caught it and said, “ I’m sorry Damian, I have cramps”Damian’s hand froze underneath her and she stiffened with remorse, how could she have forgotten so quickly? She called him by his name and now he will have to punish her.“ Damian?” Damian said with anger laced in his tone and his voice a little bit loud.Layla instantly sat up, with her heart pounding in her chest, she had seen Damian cold for some reason but
Damian woke up a bit early the next morning, Layla was still fast asleep. He called the room service to make an order. “ I want to speak to chef Philip”In a few minutes, a different but familiar voice spoke on the line, “ Chef Philip on the line” “ I need a basket of eggs, salad, bacon, baked beans, and pancakes. Instead of coffee, I want freshly squeezed orange juice and something that relieves menstrual pain”. Damian said.“ I can blend natural herbs with tea.” Chef Philip recommended and Damian agreed to it instantly, he knew about it because his mom used to give it to Kendra his sister anytime she complained of cramps seriously.“ I know, but make sure it’s very bitter,” Damian ordered but his tone was rather low, he don’t want to wake his newly wedded bride up.“ Mr. Wilson, women prefer sour-tasting food and a few sweet and salty foods in their period” The chef protested.“ This one likes bitter stuff. Please make it quick, I don’t want my wife to wake up hungry” “ Yes Mr W
Layla was wise enough to know that the more she tried to defend her lies, the more entangled she became. “ Am sorry, I am not ready for sex so I lied”. She knew there was no way around it this time, it’s better she apologized.Her voice was low but Damian heard her. In a way, he was happy that she confessed but also, he was being at odds. His hands loosened around her waist but he didn’t remove it. “ Not ready or are you keeping yourself for someone else?” He asked with a bit of annoyance.With her body pressed against his, she felt awkward especially when he asked her that question. Though his hold wasn’t tight, it was scary how the young man saw through her like a transparent glass. She made a mental note not to lie to him anymore, she would just be found out.“ I already told you the answer, I am not ready for sex, I need time to adjust,” Damian thought he was prepared for this but somehow he felt his heart acting strangely. He couldn’t say that he loved her yet, but why did it h
Debra Cruz was the last person Layla wanted to see on her honeymoon, though she didn’t want it. At first, she was happy that the resort was exclusive to them but not anymore. Debra was the most popular girl in her college and had guys drooling over her. She was so hurt that she could turn a gay-straight but Debra hated Layla for reasons unknown to anyone but never escaped any opportunity to humiliate her.In college, Layla was safe because Ava was there but now, she was all alone and refused to speak let alone lift her head.As Debra drew closer while looking down at her with her head bowed, she asked in a mocking tone,“ I never saw a dumb statue that looked like a human being, and what are you doing here anyway?” “ Let me guess, you got a summer job as a cleaner or perhaps, a waitress or dishwasher to help out with your irresponsible parents” Debra nodded her head with pride. To her, those suggestions felt like the only probability of Layla being in an expensive place like this.
Damian had sensed the tension between Layla and Debra earlier and he wanted to know, “What was that about?” he asked immediately they called into the elevator and the door was shut. Layla could not tell him that Debra was one of the people who took delight in bullying her in school, and she knows better than to lie to him so she kept mute.“ You know I will still find out even if you don’t tell me right?”“ Fine,” Layla agreed. He could find out by himself but she wasn’t going to tell him. Damian found Layla’s response strange and wished she could just tell him and save him the stress of investigating.“ I thought you would be nice enough to give me full detail about what happened after using me out there,” Damian said in a slightly disappointed tone.Layla wanted to nag, how could he pin it all on her as if he didn’t enjoy it? Lifting her head and seeing that he was really disappointed, she felt guilty.“ I’m sorry,” she said in a remorseful tone. Damian laughed, he was just teasin