13 - I AM NOT CUTE

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Damian's POV

I am currently sitting in my office trying to complete my work ASAP so I can leave early and the door suddenly opens without a knock. There are only two idiots who do that.

"Now tell me everything and you called her Baby girl? I thought you won't give that endearment to anyone as it's only for her? I asked you at your house too but you said later because you were excited to cook for her. But now I can't work like this. For the peace of mind, I need to know why you called her that." Yes. Elizah, Oliver and I share all the secrets with each other.

I sign. "It's her Elizah! It's her. Alyssha is her."

"Wait.. what? Why?how?where?..." He takes a deep breath.

"What are you talking about? How do you know? Wasn't her name Leena?" He asks again and looks at me confused.

I sigh and turn around. "It's a long story. She told me everything yesterday." And start telling him everything that happened yesterday.

"WOW!!! I am just so happy for you brother. Finally you found her. Does she know who you are?"

"No. I don't have guts to tell her and what if she ends whatever we have now? I found her after eleven long years and I can't afford to lose her. Not now not ever."

"But she said she misses you. I am sure she will forgive you. It will only make everything complicated if you hide this from her." I sigh and I rub my hands on my face. He is right but I just don't have enough confidence.

"You are right but I can't tell her right now. I will tell her when the time is right."

"As you wish bro. All the best. What about Oliver? Are you gonna tell him?"

"Later maybe." I tell him.he nods and leaves.

I sigh and smile remembering what happened earlier.

Flash back

I was cooking and Elizah was busy watching T.V. I soon heard my front door unlock and I knew it was Alyssha. I was still busy with my cooking and my back was facing her.

I was making my baby girl's favourite breakfast that she always liked whenever she stayed over at my place. Of course my granny would cook but I learned later to impress my baby girl but I never got a chance.

I felt her eyes on me or rather on my back. After a long time I turned around but acted like I didn't notice her. I still felt her eyes on me or rather eyeraping me and who was I to complain, in fact I enjoyed it too much. I just loved it so let her do whatever she was doing. After some time I looked at her.

"Take a picture, that will last long, you know?" And could see her cheeks go deep red instantly. Ohh boy she looked so adorable.

"You wish!! I have so many better pictures in my phone that it doesn't have any space left." She said while desperately trying to save herself from embarrassment and her cheeks turned a shade darker. I just so wanted to feel them with my hand. So I immediately walked towards her and caressed them with my knuckles. They were so soft and smooth.

"But your face tells a different story sweetheart. It's so red and it makes you look cute." But she declines saying she is feeling cold. Really? That's so cliche. I just laughed at her excuse.

I felt so proud when she complimented my cooking, way more than what I felt while cracking a billion dollar deal. After all, all this hard work was only for her.

Flashback ends

I cannot tell her yet, I don't know when but definitely not right now. I just can't lose her. Not that I am not going to tell her, however I will wait till she trusts me and till I am sure she won't leave me no matter what happens.

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