𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐀 𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐀

Feel My Love

We had gone home, by CAR. I was still in tears. Not only about the thing they said about me, treating me like an object. I was scared, scared for our relationship. I already know if more things like that are continuously written about me that I'll have to leave him again. I can deal with media attention, but all the time with things like that written, I just can't manage. I'd rather stay hidden.

Damiano wasn't upset. He was so angry. Furious in fact.

"How the fuck could someone say that? I'm making a complaint tomorrow straight away" he keeps shouting.

"Damiano, it's ok. Well it's not but there's nothing we can do. It's out there now" I tell him.

I can't have him overreact. Well he's not. But still, him complaint will only make things worse, that's one thing I'm sure of.

"No bambina, I'm not having anyone talk about you that way. I can't have a repeat of last time" he says as he paces up and down his kitchen.

He looks frustrated. He can't sit still. Me, however, surprisingly is sat still. I'm upset obviously but what can I do about it? There's no point crying anymore. What's happened has happened. I need to focus on our relationship, not what other people think of our relationship.

"Damiano, please. Going to them complaining will only give them more to say" I try to put some sense in his mind. I'm trying to calm him down.

"Look Marlena, I'm scared. I don't want to ever, EVER, lose you again. I don't think I could cope" he admits as he sits down next to me, putting his hand on my thigh.

He looks into my eyes. I can read his emotion easily. He isn't very good at hiding his feelings...

"You aren't going to lose me again" I say, hoping it's the truth and I haven't just lied. "I love you Damiano. Please, just trust me this time. Don't complain..." I plead.

"Ok, ok. But if they talk about you or us like that again I will have something to say" he says.

He leans forward and kisses my lips. He's gentle and soft. The kiss continues, he adds a little tongue. It escalates. He starts to bite my lips. He picks me up, grabbing the bottom of my thighs, pulling my body into his.

He carries me upstairs and into the bedroom. He puts me on my knees and without warning thrusts into me going under my skirt. My eyes widen in shock. I wasn't expecting that to happen...

"Damiano, oh my god" I moan as he quickens his pace.

He says nothing. I can just hear him moaning as he continues. His hands are holding onto my hips.

It was quick, it wasn't slow like it normally was. He really went down on me quickly. I could tell he was annoyed.

"Fuck" he moans as he reaches orgasm. He goes sloppy as I lean my head into the pillow in pleasure.

It was reassuring for him that I wasn't going to leave him. He had always needed some reassurance during our relationship due to me always getting upset over our privacy but I could tell he was really worried today. I had to let me know that I was trying. I really am.

He collapses on top of me. His hair is wet from his sweat and he lays on top of me, trying to catch his breath.

"God, I love you so much Marlena" he says, rolling over putting his arms around me, spooning my body.

"I love you too Damiano. We're going to be ok aren't we?" I ask. Now I'm the only needing reassurance.

"Yes amore mio, I promise we will get through this time. I'll make sure of it" he tells me. I hold his hand holding it on my heart as I close my eyes. It was late, I was tired, I just wanted to go to sleep. I wanted to forget about the 'sloppy seconds' and wake up in a better mood. I wanted to start a new day. With my boyfriend and be happy.

He grips my body tighter and pulls his body up to mine so we're pressed together. His stomach against my back making me feel protected. I've missed this too. His warm breath is on my neck. It's comforting in a way. To know that he's there and isn't going anywhere. Despite, three days ago I was sure this would never be happening again..

"Goodnight mi amore" he whispers in my ear, kissing my cheek, pushing my hair out my eyes.

I turn my head a little, enough to grab his chin and pull him in for one more kiss. It's gentle and passionate. I want to show him that I'm here. That I don't plan on leaving any time soon. That I love him.

"Goodnight" I whisper back as our lips part again.

He holds me in his arms, I feel safe. It's easy to fall asleep when I'm next to him. My love. Let's hope tomorrow is a normal day...