Sophia

I reached our room, but couldn't see him. The bathroom door was ajar and I could hear shower running. I went inside the bathroom, it was already filled with steam. He was there in the shower leaning on the wall with the support of his hands and his forehead touching the wall. He had his clothes still on. The water dripping down to drain was red because of the blood of his injuries.

I wanted to comfort him, to take care of him, like he always comforts me. He is disturbed and hurt. He is not angry he is hurt, I can see it. He is hurt because of what Chuck said about Russo's cartel and about what he heard between me and Chuck. I don't know how I would have reacted if I heard him planning to leave me. I would have lost my mind too. I don't know who this Russo is and why he did what he did all I know is I can't see him all hurt and broken. He is my strength. I need him and I want him to tell that he has me. I am here for him always.

I opened the shower door and stepped in behind him. I hugged him from behind. He flinched a bit maybe surprised because I entered quietly or maybe because of his injuries. I put my arms around his waist and rested my cheek on his back. I kissed him on the back and he turned towards me.

He looked me in the eyes and I touched his forehead and his bruises on the cheek. I cupped his cheeks and kissed him. I broke into tears as he kissed me back. I just couldn't control anymore. I can't hold it in anymore. I cried for everything. For Dad for Mom for everything that I lost. For every pain I felt. For whatever I been through before he came to my life. I cried for him too. I loved him I loved him so much. I can't see him hurt I can't see my brother hurting him. I cried hard, so hard. I hold onto his vest and slid down crying. I rested my head on his knees as I sat down on the floor crying. I wanted to say so many things to him. I wanted to tell him how much I love him. I wanted to tell him how much I need him. I wanted to say sorry for Chuck. I wanted to tell him that I trust him. I am with him always. But I couldn't. I couldn't say anything. All I could do was cry.

He pulled up my face with his hands on my cheeks. I looked at him and he pulled me up to stand. I stood up and I saw tears in his eyes too. I raised my hands to touch him but he pulled me into his embrace and I kept crying. He hugged me tightly and let me cry. I was letting it all out and he was taking it. No questions asked.

He turned off the shower and picked me up in his arms with my legs wrapped around his waist and carried me to the room. He sat on the bed with me in his arms. Though we were too wet to be in bed but it doesn't matter. I do not want to leave him even for a minute to dry us up. I was sitting straddling his lap with my arms around his neck and head resting on his shoulder. He kept me close stroking my arms my back my hair. I was hugging him tightly. I don't want this moment to end. I don't want him to go. I do not want even a little distance between us.

I don't know how long I sat there in his arms and cried. I was still sobbing when we heard a knock. He shifted a but to move but I held him even more tightly. I shook my head in his shoulder. I do not want to break this moment. I do not want anyone else right now. He also didn't move then and kept holding me.

"Don" we heard Alysia. "Sorry to disturb you. I just wanted to inform you that Signore Charles is now well. He regained his consciousness and has taken the medication Dr. Zack has given. He is resting in his room". She said from outside. I was relaxed to hear that Chuck is all well. But I didn't move I was not ready to face anyone right now. All I want is him. "Grazie Alysia. See if he needs anything." he replied "Si Don" she said left.

He shifted a bit and I held him tightly thinking he is leaving. "P-please don't leave me" I said sobbing hard. "Relax Doll I am here I am not leaving you." he said in almost a whisper and I loosened my grip satisfied. He laid with me in his arms and I snuggled into him even more. I was lying on his chest engulfed in his fragrance his hands wrapped around me. My hands were wrapped around his neck. He was stroking my hair and back with one hand. I went inside that shower thinking I might comfort him but it ended the other way round. The moment I saw him my pain just came rushing back to me. I knew only he could take it away. And he did.

I was feeling light like a weight has been lifted off me. For what seems in forever I didn't feel alone. I had someone to turn too. I knew no matter what I have him.

My hands reached his face and he winced a bit and I remembered that he is hurt. How could I drown into my sorrows so much that I forgot about his injuries.

I jackknifed on the bed "Don I -I am so sorry. You are hurt and I just forgot. I -" "shh" he cut me off sitting up and put his finger on my lips. "Hey amore relax. I am fine. It's nothing" he said in a soft voice holding me again. "N-No I will just come" I got up and rushed to the bathroom, I brought his towel and First aid. I also picked a t-shirt and sweat pants from the closet. "You are all wet too" I said sitting up on the bed on my knees as I start drying his hair from the towel. I took off his vest and wiped his chest. He winced a bit as I touched his ribs. I checked them with my hands "they aren't broken but there is light swelling." I said almost to myself. "You can tell a broken rib?" He asked me. I looked at him and then looked down without saying anything. He pulled my face up holding chin. "Tell me" he said. I nodded "I used to check mine when Adrien used to.." he kissed me before I could complete the sentence. "You shouldn't have given him such an easy death." He said. Tears brim my eyes once again but he kissed them away. "You stopped?" He said reminding me that was wiping him. I smiled a bit.

I opened the first aid box and applied the pain relief ointment on his ribs. I then dabbed a cotton with antiseptic and cleaned his wound on forehead and cheek bone. I applied ointment there too. Before I know I was sobbing again. "Why?" I asked him as he wiped a lone tear from his thumb. He raised a brow in confusion "Why you didn't fight back? Why you let him hurt you?" I clarified myself. "Do you trust me?" He asked instead. "Yes" I said without a doubt. "Then you don't have to worry. Leave it to me, huh?" He said as he kissed my forehead. I nodded.

I was about to reach his jeans to take it off when he held my hand in between. He pulled me closer to him. He was holding my wrist too tight. He looked at me he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "You don't want to ask me anything?" he asked. I know what he is referring to. He is referring to what Chuck has said about the men he burned alive. Yes I wanted to know. Why? How can anyone be so cruel to do something like that? To inflict such pain on another human life? But I also do not want to ruin what we have. I have seen him, I know him. I will give him the benefit of doubt. He is not the monster the world say. No monster can have so much love inside him as he gives to me. He has respected my privacy wishes and stood clear off my past until it was necessary and I will respect him. Its not like I do not want to know what hurt him so much to make suchness coldness fill his eyes but not by enhancing that pain. "You don't have to tell until you want to tell me. I don't know why you did what you did, what I know is I love you Damon and I believe in you" I said taking his face in my hands and I kissed him. "Thank you Doll" he said as he smiled

"Now you can continue what you were doing?" he said winking at me and I chuckled lightly. I unzipped his jeans and pulled it down and then his boxers. I saw his erection getting harder as my hand brushed him while wiping his thighs. In a way it did feel good that he find me attractive enough to turn him on. For the first time I am happy that I am beautiful. Whenever Marc used to praise my beauty I used to curse it because it was the reason that brought deranged prick heads like him in my life. But today it doesn't feel like a curse. I was proud because I had someone like Damon attracted to me. He made me not just look but feel beautiful.

I looked at him and suddenly an idea flash my mind. I straddled him and bend down to kiss him. I kissed his lips and trailed my kisses downwards to his throat, his chest keeping less pressure not to hurt his ribs I moved downwards. I sat up taking off my dress. "Don't you think I am wet too, shouldn't you help me out too." I said teasing him. Though I was saying about my clothes being damp and I being wet because of the shower but he and I both know what I meant. I took off my bra and panties and hand him the towel so he can work on drying me up. He took it and thrown it on the floor "I like you wet" he said in his husky voice as he pulled me closer to him and kissed me hard. My hands trailed downwards I put his cock in me and I rode him. I was doing it at my comfort and at my pace. I know I was teasing him and I was loving it. For the first time it wasn't him fucking me but I fucking him. I was relishing the moment but it broke in a split of a second and I was pushed on my back and he was on top me with my wrists pinned on either side of me. "You think I am an idiot, huh. You don't call the shots Doll, I call them" he said as he kissed me harshly biting my lower lip. From being all soft and comforting he gone to downright angry in spilt of a second and my fear spike up. "I-I am s-sorry Da-Damon. I did not want to anger you. I just wanted you...I am sorry" I said with hesitation trying to calm him down. I like his aggression but I do not want him to hurt me right now. His sudden anger brought tear in my eyes "Hey Doll" his grip loosened around my wrists and his hand reached my face. "Relax baby I am not angry at you amore" he said and kissed me softly. "But you know I am the one the who controls you not the other way round Doll. Don't forget that." his voice was soft but stern. I nodded and smiled lightly. "And my Doll you never have to be sorry for wanting me" he said with a light chuckle kissing me all over making me squeal and chuckle lightly too with his ticklish kisses.