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

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'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

Zia gulped by watching those nefarious gaze gawking at her but she immediately shook her fear away and showed him her bravery. She didn't try to cover her almost bare body but his treacherous eyes were making her feel really very intimidating, especially because she was just in her undergarments in front of him. "Wait outside. I am changing now," she told him but he just gave those deadly stares to her and didn't even try to budge. She turned angry. "I said go outside and wait there till I am changing," she further uttered, trying her best to keep herself calm but this evil demon before her knew how to test her patience level. He continued to ignore her words but didn't try to take his blazing eyes away from her. Zia clenched her jaw. If he was thinking that he could intimidate her just by looking at her like that then he was wrong. She twirled around and walked towards the cupboard. Taking out her nightwear from there, she again turned towards him. "Fine…. stay here and give your

Looking at his wrist watch, Damien buttoned his coat. It was the time for his class. He stepped out of his cabin which the campus authority had assigned to him. He was walking in the corridor when he noticed almost every pair of eyes were on him, including other professors and teachers. He mentally rolled his eyes. From his childhood, he hated getting attention but as the time passed and he grew older, his perfectly dominating aura and jaw dropping looks started attracting more attention. He was aware of the fact that wherever he used to go, women and girls' eyes always used to gaze at him with lust and desires but he didn't care. He never even properly glimpsed at another girl. In his 27 years of life, he had encountered countless beautiful and elegant women and girls who were more than willing to approach him but he never paid attention to them because throughout his life, he had seeked for one girl's attention and that girl was now his woman…..his wife and currently his favourite