As soon as the first ray of the morning entered the room, Zia got up from the sofa. She hadn't slept for a second throughout the night. She just tossed on that sofa, waiting for the morning. Zia stood up on his feet and looked at him. He was still asleep. She looked at the wall clock and it was still very early in the morning but she knew her parents must have woken up by now because her parents used to do morning jogging together in their manor's garden, so it would be the perfect time for her to go and talk with them. She needed to talk to them before he could wake up. Walking on her tiptoes, she got out of the door and then closed it without making any noise. After getting out of her room, Zia sighed heavily and then ran towards her parents' room. She found her mother giving her father his morning coffee after she reached their doorstep. They both were present inside their room. With a gulp, she knocked on the door, gaining the attention of her parents. Her father stood up fro
Zia continued to stare at her mother like a lifeless body who was practically shivering in anger but Zale held her shoulders and tried to calm her down. "Calm down, Cia," "How, Zale? How can I calm down?" Cia stretched her head to look at him. "Our child was storing these pathetic thoughts in her head all this time and we were not even aware of it. We continue to fulfil her wishes and stubbornness but it has harmed her to this extent that she is comparing a person's worth with how much money he has to satisfy her demands. It's ridiculous," Cia sounded disgusted on her own self because she was feeling like she failed to give her child the right kind of teaching. She failed as a mother. "But if we have turned her like this then we will take her back to the right track because if we have given everything she has always wanted, so now we are going to be the one to teach her what happens when a want becomes a need and how a person has to make their own efforts to satisfy their needs be
Her arms continued to remain wrapped around him whereas her soft whimpers continued to get muffled into the crook of his neck. She snuggled her wet naked body against his but Damien's hands didn't make any efforts to touch her bare skin. Her whimpering turned more lower and Zia finally calmed down but as soon as she got back to her senses, she noticed how tightly she was clinging onto him, like her life was depending upon it. She was stark naked and didn't bother to care about it. Slowly opening her eyes, Zia felt like her whole being burnt up in embarrassment feeling the way her body was pressed against his hardened muscles. Her cheeks reddened in embarrassment. She slightly pulled back and looked everywhere but him until "Is another kind of ritual for the Alcazar women to put their husbands in confusion?" He rasped in her ear. "One second, they complain to their husbands about getting into their lives forcefully and in the other second, they request their husbands to never lea
After Damien left from that room and closed the door behind him, Zia stepped down from the bed and then grabbed that black satin shirt which she assumed was his. Her tummy tingled in excitement just with the thought of wearing his shirt but Zia scolded those butterflies and gave them the excuse that she was just wearing it because she had nothing else to wear and she couldn't risk staying naked until she didn't get something else to wear.Zia wore his shirt and buttoned it up but it was too big and huge for her tiny petite self. She walked towards the mirror which was present in that room and then took a glance at her. His shirt was covering her almost till her knees and it was so loose that Zia felt like a couple more of her copies would get fit into it easily. The size of his shirt told her how big and muscular he was which made her gulp. She was like a tiny ant in front of her. She was sure he would crush her completely if she ever got underneath him. Her eyes widened when she fina
Zia reached to him and stood beside him. She saw him chopping some vegetables. "Thank you," she said to him while extending his phone to him. Damien looked at her and found her smiling at him. She was finally smiling at him and for him, it was one of the most beautiful feelings he had ever felt in his life. He nodded gently and took his phone from her hand. Placing it on the side, he again started cutting the tomatoes. "Well...thanks to you too," Zia turned confused, hearing him. Damien again took his eyes up to look at her and chuckled at her befuddled reaction. "For praising me in front of your dad," he cleared her confusion, leaving her stunned. "You really have a bad habit of eavesdropping," she scoffed at him. Damien smirked before leaning closer to her. "You can't expect a man like me to possess only good qualities, mi vida," he uttered, gazing into her sapphire balls. Zia couldn't understand why sometimes his answers felt so deep and puzzling. Whom she was kidding? This
Zia completely melted when his lips met with hers. She didn't waste much more time to kiss him back because now there was no point in denying those feelings which she had for him. From the day she met him at her birthday party, it was evident for her that there was something special about this man which pulled her closer to him but she continued to deny those feelings because she didn't want to betray her commitments towards Dylan but now, there was nothing holding her back and even if there was, she didn't care about it anymore, especially after knowing that throughout his life, he had waited for her. He had submitted his whole life to her and that thing had made her more attached to him.Feeling her response, Damien caged her tightly and turned their kiss a little slow but extremely passionate. She was finally kissing him. The girl he had longed all his life, she was finally letting him enter into her life and even into her heart. He felt the most endeared at that moment. She finall
Zia's feet stopped behind him. His back was still on her but Zia knew that he was aware of her presence behind him. She couldn't understand what had gotten into him so suddenly, after they came back from that clothes store. His behaviour suddenly changed. She sighed and decided to end that silence. "Ain't you coming for dinner?" She asked him but instead of getting his reply, Zia saw him taking a sip from that glass he was holding. "No. I don't have an appetite," his voice sounded colder. He didn't turn around to face her. His answer and behaviour bothered her. "But we haven't eaten anything since our lunch, so let's go and eat something," she uttered gently but this time he neither replied nor looked at her. It hurted her but keeping her ego aside, Zia approached him. She stepped a bit closer to him and stood beside him. "Are you angry about something?" She finally asked him, staring at his side profile. Zia noticed his jaw was slightly clenched but his gaze didn't trail towards
"Please welcome your new professor, Mr Damien Karlson….."Zia felt like she was watching a dream when that person stepped inside the door of her classroom and stood beside the chancellor. "From now on, Mr Karlson is going to teach you all management for this semester," The Chancellor uttered and looked at Damien."Over to you, Mr Karlson. All the best," the chancellor shook his hand with him, and then left from there, making Damien finally trail his eyes towards the front."Good morning everyone. Myself…. Damien Karlson," his huskily raspy voice resonated and his keen alluring emerald eyes roamed at the crowd and finally stopped at that one specific person who was staring at him aghast.An almost invisible smirk crept on his face by watching her reaction."So I will be teaching you all Management for this semester. Hope you all are going to cooperate with me," his eyes remained on her which made her more stunned. Zia was feeling like she was still watching a dream until Riley pulled