Chapter 50
Damien’s POV:
A storm, It was brewing in me. Swirling and twirling like it was on a mission to destroy and demolish. I couldn’t keep the lid on it any longer. I’ve been trying to stay calm, to stay rational, and to be there for Irene because she needs me being level/ headed and reliable.
She needed me to be that backbone she craved, and I was. I have been doing my very best to be strong for her. However, the questions that prick my mind every night since that night before I’m able to eventually sleep have been extremely mind- boggling
At times it feels like my entire body was being set on fire or was being pricked by thousands of needles. The anger was excruciating to the core and all I could imagine was how it must have felt for Irene.
She must be harboring a lot while trying to put a smile on me and Charlie. She must be enduring internal battles that she feels it is only she who can face them. She must be sheltering pains and awful memories that should be deleted from her memory box if possible.
My notion was only proved right when I was woken up by her streams and cries that pierced through my heart. All I wanted to do was take away that pain, that fear, and that ache. But I couldn’t.
I couldn’t do that when her demons had made me look like one of her tormentors, my heart bled for her. My soul wept for her. But all I could do was stand on the side and allow Delores to take charge.
Thad no other choice than to watch from the side how I couldn’t serve as a form of comfort for her. I couldn’t be that man she could rely on when her demons caught up to her. It made my heart hammer loudly against my ribcage. My heart broke and so did my tear ducts decided to let the infamous salty liquid leak down my cheeks.
I felt so bad and useless.
I felt like I would be unable to help her.
It all felt as though I would be unable to fight off her demons for her, and I would also be unable to shield her away from the snarling enemies.
But when Delores came out to tell me that she wanted to see me a particular heaviness was lifted off my chest.
“Are you serious?” I had asked Delores and she nodded yes with a smile that made me hurry into the room with the tray of food in my hand.
Seeing Irene as I rushed in, my heart broke once again as I saw that the light that shone in her eyes wasn’t so bright there
anymore.
But I kept my comment to myself. I didn’t need to remind her of her doubles, nor did I need to spook off her emotions.
And now that she had narrated all that happened in her nightmare to me, the rage that I managed to keep at bay now unleashed. And I couldn’t help but fume.
“I know what you mean, but I don’t want you to feel that way just the same way you didn’t want me to feel guilty for what happened earlier.” She said to me as she cupped my cheeks.
“I hate that you are going through all these hardships because of me. If we never got married to me again, then you wouldn’t have Eva after you.” I expressed the bitter truth to her and she began shaking her head.
“I knew the possibilities of the problems I would face if I became yours again. I knew what Eva was capable of although not to these recent levels, but I knew she would bring troubles. So it wasn’t your fault that I made such a decision, and that’s why you shouldn’t blame yourself” She softly spoke to me as if she was trying to soothe a baby. And it worked, Just like a cure for
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“Still, I can’t help but feel useless. I’m not keeping that promise and you are now facing the repercussions of my sluggishness. I’m so sorry, Irene. I really wish you didn’t have to lie going through all of this.” I told her and the next thing she did threw me off my balance.
She pushed me to the bed and skillfully laid on top of me. Before I could even react, her lips were already on mine, stealing my breath away and melting my pain and anger immediately.
Dominating me was something I’d never experienced with Irene And at this moment, I was ready to let her take over.
She broke the kiss, smiling sheepishly as she gazed down at me. “This is just to show you that I’m absolutely fine with you. You do not scare me. I am not terrified of you. Yea, I am traumatized, but you do not irritate me.” She said and those words penetrated my skin and caressed my heart,
“Are we both good now?” She asked and I nodded.
“I am. I just want you to be fine above everything else.” I told her sincerely regardless of how my dick was being pumped
with blood.
And with the smile on her face, I knew she could feel right between her thighs. Maybe this wasn’t the best time to have an intimate moment, but hormones couldn’t be controlled and we both wanted this.
So I let her take total charge of the day and the pleasures we both created and thoroughly enjoyed.
And after satisfying orgasms that ripped us off our strengths, we took our showers and cleaned up.
“I love you, Damien.” She, out of the blue, threw the word in the air and it was as if the wind quickly carried those deep words away.
So I turned around, still wrapped in my towel, “What did you just say, Irene?” I asked, feeling as if I could have been hallucinating.
“I love you, Damien Chad.”
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