《Chasing Rain ✓》Night Talks
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Don't try to break through my walls as they keep on growing higher with every try.
- Damien
"Angel, it is me.", I heard a voice and I instantly recognized it.
Damien.
I sighed in relief as Damien came in the light of the kitchen. He was wearing a pair of sweatpant and a white tee.
I started taking deep breath to calm my heart that was trying to jump out of my mouth. I thought it was him.
Damien quickly passed through me inside the kitchen. Maybe he was going towards Amber. But soon I felt something cold touch my lips.
"Drink it. You will feel better.", Damien stated and I immediately complied. I drank the water greedily. I looked up in his grey orbs to see worry was evident in them. Was he worried for me?
"You okay?", he asked but I was unable to form words so I simply nodded my head.
I looked back to see Amber looking at us with full concentration as if we were the most entertaining thing to her at that moment and how much I deny it maybe we were.
I looked back at Damien and slight anger bubbled within me. I gave him my infamous glare that I know won't scare a fly but hey at least I tried. Damien knitted his eyebrow as if not getting my message.
"Who carries a gun in the house? No wait why the hell do you have a gun?", I asked him, pointing an accusing finger in his direction.
He opened his mouth and closed it. I looked at him waiting for a reply. He ran his hand through his voluminous hair.
"It is for protection.", he said in a low tone.
"Really! You know how scared I was? No because you just felt like bringing your gun and pointing it at people without a reason. I could have had a heart attack. Amber, you know she doesn't fantasize guns. It could have such a bad effect on her. Why couldn't have you behaved like a sane person by just asking who is there? But no you can't do that. What could have......"
I felt a something warm pressed over my lips. I was too caught up to see Damien had moved closer.
And did he just pressed his lips against mine!??
My heart skipped a beat. I felt his strong arm going around my waist to full me closer. His lips were warm and soft and I don't know how but they moulded perfectly with mine.
I could feel the whole zoo dance within me. I was speechless. My legs felt week. He just has his lips pressed against mine and the effect....I can't explain it.
Before I could register what happened he withdrew his lips. I touched my lips to feel a tingly sensation. I couldn't stop the blush that rose my cheek. Fifty shades of red was I!
"I didn't know how to cut your ramble.", Damien justified but in return he just got a glare from my side. Who kisses someone to shut them up.
Before I could give him a lecture, I heard someone clap. I turned around to see Amber was looking at us anxiously. I completely forgot about her. The effect of Damien Black.
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I turned around to be surprised. Damien's face was just centimeter away from mine. So close that I could feel his minty breath. His arm was still tied around my waist.
"Let go.", I stated softly.
"Huh..", he said as if in a trace.
"Let go Damien, Amber is watching.", I stated and it was then only maybe Damien realized that even Amber was there. He immediately let go and I shamelessly missed the warmth his body provided.
I huffed and made my way to Amber.
"What are you doing here at this time?", I heard him ask from behind.
"Mid-night snack.", I flatly stated.
"I see.", Damien stated as he neared us. He picked up Amber in his arms as he started tickling her. Amber beamed but the only thing missing were her laughter.
"My princess is hungry.", Damien cooed and Amber nodded her head.
I couldn't help but think about the feeling of his lips. I know it was just a peck which was not supposed to happen but somehow it felt right. Wait what am I even thinking? Get a grip Rain. It was just his way of shutting me up, nothing more.
"What are you making?", Damien asked me.
"Mac and cheese.", I stated curtly.
"Are you angry for what I did?", Damien softly asked me.
"No, it is fine. Next time try not to shut me up like this. You could have asked me or put your hand on my mouth.", I stated. Well it was the truth. Even if it was a partial one. But he doesn't need to know it.
I will help you.", he stated while placing Amber on the counter top. I simply nodded my head as we got in the work. I was surprised to see Damien could cook. A man like him with chefs and servants, I didn't think he could cook.
"You mother taught you cooking?", I asked.
I didn't get a reply so I turned around. It felt like I did a mistake by asking that question to him. His body was stiff and jaw clenched. A dark look crossed his face.
"No, I learnt it myself.", he hissed and I just could shut my mouth.
"I am sorry. I shouldn't have asked you that.", I stated as I turned around to continue with my work.
I felt two arms being wrapped around my waist as Damien put his chin on top of my head. His grip was tight but not tight enough to hurt me.
"It is alright angel. Lets just say I never liked my parents. They were....cruel.", he stated with distaste as if his parents were the worst thing happened to him.
But at that moment his words or his relation with his mother didn't matter to me. All I could think about was to whether lean on him. His arms felt to strong as if they could protect me from everything even him.
Soon we all got busy with cooking. It all felt so domesticated as if it was normal and natural. Helping, cooking and making small talks with Amber.
"Finally.", Damien stated as he placed three plates on the counter. We decided to eat in the kitchen. I poured in mac and cheese according to the eating capacity of each one.
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We ate silently. No talks were required. The silence was soothing as if it was meant to be. Just in between when I looked up I found Damien already looking at me but I neither complaint nor pointed out. His intense look had some power. It was serene. It didn't disgust me and that amazed me.
Soon the meal came to an end. I looked at Amber to see she was feeling sleepy. Food can do magic. Before I could take Amber in my arms, Damien picked her up as he started patting her back.
I doubted she won't fall asleep because even Nana wasn't able to put her to sleep but to my surprise she slept in Damien's arm. Well I got pretty lots of surprises today.
Damien made his way up to what I thought was my room but instead he entered his room. The lights of the room were turn on. Unlike other rooms his room was bigger but it lacked any personalization. It was luxurious like all other room but it was cold and gloomy in my opinion. The theme of the room was all black like I expected, from carpet to bed post.
Once I was done looking around, I looked in front to see Damien was directly looking at me. He has placed a sleeping Amber on the bed and covered her with duvet.
"I know my room isn't the brightest but it is according to my taste.", Damien stated but I caught something in his eyes, vulnerability.
"How can you get out of the dark when you force yourself to live in it.", I whispered softly but I knew he heard me.
His body went stiff. The words left my mouth before I could stop them. Fudge Rain! You aren't supposed to say such thing. You are no one to invade his personal life.
"I am so sorry.", I shrieked and lowered my head.
I felt bad for asking that. It was non of my business. Will he shout at me? I didn't look up but I knew he has moved near me because of two reason firstly the warmth his body gave out and secondly his slippers came in my line of view. I looked up to see he was standing directly in front of me. My breath hitched.
"You are right angel.", he murmured near my earlobe.
The sensation walked through my spine. I don't know how something so simple sounded so sensual in my ears. I couldn't think straight.
I didn't register when he took my hand and made me sit on the bed.
"Love."
I felt a rough hand caressing my cheek and only then I came back to my senses. I looked up at him. His eyes were hooded, not with lust but with something deeper.
"I know you have questions. So ask them. If I think I can answer them, then I will give you your answers.", he stated.
"Why do you carry a gun?"
It was the first thing which came to my mind. I didn't want to ask personal questions because I knew I won't get any answer to them.
"I told you for protection. I have bodyguards but I have it for self defense.", he answered smoothly.
I didn't know what to say so I simply nodded my head. His eyes showed sincerity but as I said there was something deeper as if I was missing a part of this jigsaw puzzle. Not like I am close to solve it but still.
"Why do people call you the Beast?", I asked. I was curious to know.
A sigh left Damien's mouth as he ran a hand through his soft hair. It looked like he was debating whether to tell me or not.
"I can't Rain. You will run away. The only thing I can tell you right now is that I am no saint. I have committed a fair amount of sins.", he stated.
"Alright.", I said. I didn't know anything else to say.
I will know the truth one day Damien Black, I will. Even if it makes me run away from you.
"I have a lot of enemies Rain who want me dead. Before today I didn't have a purpose in life but now I have one. You have given me that purpose.", he stated looking straight in my eyes.
"I don't know if I am important to you or not but Amber and you are very important to me and I will do everything in my power to keep both of you safe.", he said or more like vowed to himself.
His eyes were blazing, they held a promise to kill or die. I didn't doubt it. He looked determined. His grip on my hand grew tighter as he feared loosing us.
"Do you trust me Rain?", he asked me. His face solemn and blank. But his eyes held an intensity that was shaking me by my core.
How can a man be so emotionless yet so emotional at the same time?
"I...I"
I started but I couldn't fetch the word. Trust was a big commitment. For me trust comes before love. It is the base of any relationship.
"Trust is a big commitment Damien.", I stated.
"So you don't.", he stated.
"No it is not that. I have three pillars in my heart. My Nana, Nanu and Amber. These pillars are build on trust and love. I know they won't ever betray me. These are the people I look upon Damien for everything. Just like Amber is your purpose to live. Even they are my purpose to live.", I explained.
"There is no space for a fourth pillar.", he asked me. His face still blank but his eyes held doubt. I don't know how but I could read this mystery like an open book. Who ever said eyes are the window to soul was completely right.
"Whenever I tried to make space for a fourth pillar, it always fell on me, breaking me.", I whispered. I was ashamed at this fact. In my past I couldn't understand people which led me to be with him.
"You know what if you can't make that space I will forcefully make it. Also Amber is not my only purpose to live. You are also.", he stated.
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