Amaira's POV After cooking the pasta, I served it on two plates, but Christian requested that it be served on the same plate as he wanted to share it with me. So as per his request, I put it on a plate, grabbed a fork, slid him down the aisle, and exited the kitchen to feed him in the living room. "You are not going to tell my mother, na?" He confirmed from me again before going for the food, and I nodded in assurance. I forced him to sit on the couch but as soon as I sat beside him, he jumped on my lap. My arm snaked around his little body to make him sit securely while I took the plate from the other hand. He couldn't restrain himself because he was hungry, so he attacked the meal. I was sure that the pasta was hot and could burn his tongue, and I realized the same when he began winning. I blew over the morsel as soon as he opened his mouth as it was burning his tongue. He swallowed it down anyhow, bringing out his searing tongue."Easy, baby, easy!" As I brought him a glass of c
Amaira's POV"Dominic?" I whispered. His steps slowed as he approached us, his gaze shifting between me and his son, and a wide smile formed on his lips looking both of us together, happily playing and talking. He was overjoyed to see me conversing with his son, and I am sure he hadn't heard what we were saying before. He seems to come just now.As Dominic approached, Christian tightened his grip on my shirt and shifted deeper into me, getting scared of Dominic. When I kissed his head, he looked up at me. I looked him in the eyes, reminding him of what I had told him earlier, asking him not to be scared like that. He took a deep breath, and his grip on my shirt loosened.Looking at this minor change in the baby, my heart sank. "How are you doing?" Dominic's question prompted me to turn my head in his direction. I just nodded in assurance. He then bent down to come to the level of his son. "How about you?" He inquired of Christian, but he did not respond. He just stared at him blan
Amaira's POVI became agitated after Stella asked Dominic to make his final decision before the ball. I am not sure why, but whenever I think of Dominic staying with someone, my heart aches. Now I couldn't even imagine him with anyone else. I was just pacing back and forth in my room, taking deep breaths and trying to stay calm. I shouldn't be feeling this way about him. I really shouldn't be!When I heard a gentle knock on the door of my room, I turned on my heels. I assumed it was Dominic, but it was actually my mother and John."What happened," Mom inquired as she saw me closing my eyes in a little bit of disappointment "were you expecting someone else?""No, mom," I said, clearing my throat, "it's not like that. Please come in!"They entered at my request."Regardless of how old you get. You can't lie to me, Amy," my mother said, and my eyes, which always speak the truth, trailed down. "No, mom!" I exhaled a sigh "Why should I bother waiting for him? Have you not heard Stella?"
Amaira's POVThe week passed in a blur, and I had no idea what had happened. My arm is now better than before, so the doctor removed the plaster but has asked me to take the medicines on time as it hasn't recovered fully. I could move it, but I couldn't use it to lift heavy objects. However, I have had a fever and stomach pains for the past few days.I had been doing everything I could to avoid Dominic as much as possible. He appears to want to talk to me at times, but I used to flee whenever I felt alone with him. But the thing that has surprised me is that he has never attempted to enter my room. I believe that if he came to talk to me, I would lose control of my emotions. Stella is keeping a hawk-eye on us and finding an excuse to separate Dominic from his son. Austin has approached me several times since then, asking for my decision. Yes, I am certain that I want Dominic to stay with his son, but I am not in the mood to pretend to be his girlfriend of Austin to do so. I am not su
Amaira's POVI was deep in my thoughts when I felt movement behind me, which jolted me out of my reverie.When I turned around, Dominic was standing there. The moonlight was falling on his otherwise flawless face making it glow even more but he was looking sad and depressed. We kept staring into each other's eyes for a longer period because there was silence and stillness around us. He appeared to be complaining through his eyes. Even though he has his son back after a three-year search, he does not appear to be completely happy and content. Neither of us was prepared to blink. Our world appears to have come to a halt in the present moment, and we refuse to let go of it.I blinked and looked down when I realized what we were doing. I can't stare into his eyes longer otherwise I will get drowned in them. "How come you lied to my family at the dinner table?" He inquired, breaking the ice-cold silence."Lie?" My head snapped up at him, and my eyes narrowed "You forced me to come here ju
Amaira's POVLady Catherine and Austin were sitting in a small room when Ava brought me there because I was getting bored and was not getting what to do next. Stella is keeping an eye on me since the day she revealed her true intentions and asked Dominic to make decisions about his life and his son. Ava has been giving me extra attention to make sure I don't feel left out and alone. She wants me to feel included. But despite her best efforts, she is unaware that I have reached a point where nothing but Dominic and him near me can make me feel good.When we entered their room, Lady Catherine was showing Austin something. When they saw us, they both looked up and smiled, and Lady Catherine invited us to join them. She is also trying her best not to make me excluded. Dominic's family is really a gem. Lady Catherine appears to be the most excited about the ball tomorrow. My gaze is drawn to the photographs scattered around the bed in front of Austin and her."Whose photographs are they?"
Amaira's POVBecause today is the ball, we were all dressed up and attended by makeup artists. I was also made to wear a beautiful ball gown. Although I was looking attractive, but the charm that was present on Ava's wedding day was missing from my face today. I exited my room after taking a deep breath and giving myself one last look in the mirror. I was about to turn around towards the balcony when I was bumped into someone or to be exact someone bumped into my legs making me to halt my feet right there and then. When I looked down, I saw Christian sitting on the floor. He must have backed up after colliding with my legs. This little kid always keeps on running from here to there and most of the time he bumps into me just like this. I was looking down at him, expecting him to stand up, while he stared at me without blinking as if he was seeing me for the first time. His face was expressionless, and his lips were spread wide apart.I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head to ask him
Amaira's POVIgnoring him I stepped down the stairs. But, as soon as I entered the hall, unintentionally I became the focus of almost all of the guests present at the ball. My gaze scanned the crowd, and I noticed the family members standing in the center.Austin was staring at me without blinking, so I took my gaze away from him. My hair stood up in response to all the attention I was receiving. My cheeks flushed and my gaze fell to the floor.Taking a deep breath and swallowing my nervousness, I took a step forward and climbed down the last stair. Ava approached me as soon as my feet touched the floor and playfully collided her shoulder with mine, the way she usually does. "Someone is looking stunning and attractive today," she said while winking and with her lips wide open."Yes, and that someone is you," I responded, "just look at your man who follows you around and is drawn to you like a magnet" I chuckled, and she rolled her eyes.After a few moments, Dominic came down and his