Chapter 59: He Cares About Me

Ariana's POV

The day slowly came to a close, and Damien wouldn't let me do anything. He made me sit on the couch all day, and he cancelled the rest of his meetings for the day and stayed inside the office with me, working. Michael got us lunch and we ate sitting behind the dining table inside his office. 

"And the last one for the day," I heard Damien say and I raised my head to stare at him.

He smiled at me from across his desk, and I smiled back. I just found a game on my phone and I was playing it. Damien joined me on the couch and planted a kiss on my head, like I was a little girl.

"You got bored?" he asked me, and I shifted my gaze to him.

"A little, but I found this game. It kept me busy," I replied, and he stared at me with a smile plastered on his face.

"Why are you smiling?" I asked, smiling too.

"Don't talk, just hold still," he said and continued to stare.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked again after what feels like a minute.

His stare was beginning to have an impact on me. My desires were been drawn to the surface making me uncomfortable. 

"You are very beautiful," he said, and I lowered my head shyly.

"No need to be shy," he said and raised my head with his finger.

He leaned forward and kissed me. I enjoyed the moment as his hand travelled down my shoulder to my waist. He pulled me closer to himself, and I threw my hands around his neck. I wanted him and I knew that.

There was a knock on the door, and he withdrew from the kiss. Michael walked in carrying some files. 

"Alpha, everything is set for the weekend meeting," I heard Michael say.

Damien had his gaze fixated on me, and his hand was still holding me by the waist. It felt a little awkward for me, with Michael standing right behind him. 

"Can you let go, now please," I whispered into his ear.

"Michael, turn around, you are making my wife uncomfortable," Damien said to my shock, and Michael turned around immediately.

"No, my position right now, leaning back with you halfway above me, is uncomfortable," I whispered into his ear.

"Okay," Damien said and kissed my lips before letting me go.

"Has everything been set for the weekend meeting?" I heard Damien ask.

"Yes, Alpha. Everything is set as per your specific instructions," Michael replied, still with his back turned. 

"Good," I heard Damien say. "You can leave and get the other things ready," he added.

"My love, come with me," Damien said to me as Michael walked towards the exit. 

I accepted his hand and stood up with him. He walked me towards the restroom inside his office.

He was going to be away for the weekend. I will be left alone with his family. It would be the best time to leave the city. I can go back to Pearl City. Find a place to hide from all of this drama. I thought as we entered the restroom.

Inside, he made me sit on the bed, and he went into a room inside the room. He returned with a bag.

"I thought this might look good on you," he said and handed me the bag.

I accepted it and looked inside, it was a dress. I didn't know what it was for, but I thanked him anyway.

"Go put it on," he said, pointing in the direction of the place he had come from.

I nodded and stood up. I also entered the place and realised it was a closet. He has some clothes there, which tells me he sometimes spends the night in the office, if he doesn't want to go home. I opened the bag and brought out the dress. It was a beautiful red dress. I stripped myself of the dress I was wearing and slipped into the new dress. It fit so well on me. It had no hand and was flared from the waist down. I slipped my feet into the shoes that came with it and put on the jewellery. I looked at the dress and styled my hair to match it. I stepped into the bedroom, and Damien smiled in admiration.

"Let's go," he said, and I wondered where we were going. "I have a surprise for you," he added, smiling.

We left the office and soon were on the road. He made the other guards go home, leaving Michael and three guards. 

"Where are we going?" I asked, occasionally looking out the window.

"It's a surprise," Damien replied and planted a kiss on the back of my hand.

A couple of minutes' drive and we arrived at a restaurant. The car was parked, and as usual, Damien used what seemed like a reserved entry into the restaurant. We ended up on a rooftop. The place was very beautiful, I couldn't help but smile.

"You like it?" Damien asked, and I nodded. 

It's my first time going out on a date with someone. I never had the chance to go out with Jeremy. I was the one taking care of all the bills. It was all work, after which I would return home late and tired. Jeremy would come once in a while and just want to sleep with me. When I say no, he will leave. I remember a day I proposed we go to the park. He told me he had a project. Our fun time was mostly watching a movie together on his phone. 

"What are you thinking about?" Damien asked, interrupting my thought.

"Nothing," I replied and continued to admire the place. "It's beautiful," I said and returned my gaze to Damien. "Thank you," I appreciated.

He held me in his arms, and as if that was a signal, a slow music began to play.

"I don't know how to dance," I informed him, realising what the music playing meant.

"Don't worry, just stay in my arms," Damien said and held me by the waist.

I wrapped my hand around his neck, and he slowly began to move me in rhythm to the music. He stared at my face, and my desire was drawn to the surface. I dropped my gaze and rested my head on his chest.

"Talk to me, my love. You seemed troubled," I heard Damien say.

"Your cologne," I said. "It makes me feel funny," I informed him.

"I don't use cologne," he replied, and I lifted my gaze to stare at him in surprise. "That is my natural scent. It's distinct to me. That is how my kind recognised my presence. When I shift into my wolf, and back, it gets stronger," he replied.

Oh no, how is it that his natural scent is arousing my desire? I thought.

"My love, what you are feeling is from my pups. They recognised me and want to get close," he explained.

Oh! So it's his pups making me feel this way, and here I am thinking I was in love. I thought, but I felt disappointed that my feeling was not real. 

After the dance, we ate, and I soon found myself laughing and having fun. From the restaurant, I thought we were returning to the mansion. I was tired, so I slept off, resting my head on Damien's shoulder. 

I felt the cold wind of the night hit me, and I opened my eyes to find myself in Damien's arms. I was still sleepy, so I didn't pay much attention to my environment. I kept my head on his chest as he walked into the house.

I opened my eyes fully and noticed my environment when he laid me on the bed.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"My private apartment downtown," Damien replied and began to unbutton his shirt. 

My body began to yearn for him.

Ariana, keep it together. What you are feeling is not real. I said to myself. 

I stared at him strip down to his underwear in front of me. I sat on the bed with my legs crossed over the other. I was so wet, and my body was burning with desire, but I sat there not making a move. I prayed he would not kiss me, because I would lose it if he does.

He headed for what I believe was the bathroom. As soon as he left, I got out of bed. I didn't know what to do. I walked to the door and realised it was another security door. I returned to the bed and sat on it, hugging my legs.

Damein returned to the room.

"Go take a shower, you will feel better," he said to me, and I stared at him, wondering what he meant.

"I know what is happening to your body. A shower would help you cool down. I will sleep on the couch so I don't bother you," Damien said.

I wondered what Jeremy would have done in such a situation. I knew he would have slept with me. Damien cares. I stared at him briefly before I got down from the bed and went to the bathroom. I took a shower and felt a little better. I returned to the bedroom and found a pyjamas lying on the bed, and Damien was nowhere to be found. I slipped into the pyjamas and lay down to sleep. 

The door opened, and Damien walked in. He walked to the bed and picked a pillow. I watched him walk over to the couch and prepare to sleep there. My heart suddenly went out to him. The couch looked very uncomfortable, for a man of his height.

"Damien, you don't have to punish yourself for me," I said after staring at him for a while and starting to feel guilty. 

He only switched the light from bright to blue. 

"My love, I don't want to hurt you. I know you don't have much control over the feeling you are getting. If I share a bed with you, I will make you feel worse," Damien said to me.

"Let me use the couch. I will be comfortable in there. You can use the bed," I suggested.

"My love, you need a good rest. You are pregnant. You may fit into the couch, but you won't feel comfortable and would not get a good rest," Damien replied, and I nodded, lying back to sleep.

He cares about me. I thought staring at him looking all uncomfortable in the couch while I had a king-size bed to myself.