HIS CHILDHOOD PRINCESS

30- POSSESSIVE

Alyssha's POV

I take a very deep breath as soon as I enter the room. Ohh my god.. they saw me in Damian's clothes. What would they think? They already though that we have had sex. I hope they were joking.

But more than that I am happy. I am happy that uncle Nick and aunt Sophia are my Rian's parents and they like me being with him. I would have been sad if someone else was his parents who might not accept me with him because I can't imagine myself with anyone else.

Can this be a love? I mean, that's what Rian said when I asked him that you are in love when you are afraid to lose someone and I am very scared to lose him. So it is a love. Right?

It's funny how small this world is. My nerdy is the best friend of the person I am closest to and he is the son of the two people I admire and respect the most.

Even though I didn't know the relation between Uncle and Oliver, they both have been nagging me for years to meet Damian but I refused in fear of letting them down.

It's not that I haven't talked to boys all these years at all but me being weirdo, good ones would just disappear next day or perverted ones will get beaten by me but I never felt easy to talk to them no matter what. Even as a child I could never make friends because of my anger and social awkwardness.

Except him, my Rian. It has always been natural to talk to him easily and befriend him right away. He is different, very different, like he is my soulmate, made only for me. When we were young, I always hated whenever he would talk to any girl other than me but I am happy that he loves me and wants to be mine as much as I want to be his.

I sigh and walk to the washroom and look at the reflection in the mirror when my eyes fall on something.

Holly fucking shit. What the hell is this? He gave me freaking hickey and it's big, really big.

I am angry, so damn angry. I guess, someone is going to die today and that someone is Damian.

How dare he? What if someone saw it? What if uncle and aunt saw it? Of course they must have seen it because they hugged me. It's going to be so embarrassing to face them. He is so dead today.

"RIAN" I scream and I soon hear loud footsteps coming towards the room.

From the mirror, I see him standing nervously but still has a smirk on his face. That arrogant bastard. What a combination of expressions.

I march towards him and punch him hard on his chest and turn out, it is the worst place I could have chosen. God it's rock hard which I hurt my hand instead and I groan lightly.

"Outch, you abusive woman. It hurts." He whines and rubs the place I just hit. At Least it hurt him too but right now I am just too angry for what he has done. I am about to punch him on his face again but he holds my hand and cages me in his arms.

"Why did you do this?" I scream, pointing towards my neck where he has left his mark. He looks at it and then looks at me with a smirk.

"I wanted to mark you as mine and let everyone know who you belong to." He says very possessively and I would be lying if I say I did not like it.

"I am not an object that you can own, Rian." I say quietly but still show my anger to him.

"No. You are not an object. You are the only person who owns my mind, heart, soul and body as much as I own yours." He says while kissing the mark which gives me goosebumps all over my body. He has so much love, adoration and possessiveness in his tone that I blush instantly. God, he really knows how to calm me down instantly.