Heart of Pains

Chapter Thirty-seven

Hannah's POV

The weight of pain, fear, and above all, the desire for revenge seems to have deflated somewhat. Confronting him feels daunting – I fear he might snatch away the bundles of my happiness. I desperately want to shield my family from harm, but I'm unsure of who to trust or what their motives are.

Suddenly, he interrupts my thoughts with a kiss that leaves us both breathless.

"Hannah, take a breather. Everything will eventually fall into place, just like you once said – God has a purpose even in this chaos. When you're stressed, you won't comprehend it all.

Right now, you need to get some rest. Then we'll arrange a meeting with the father of your children, and from there, we'll figure out the rest," he says soothingly, guiding me to lie down on the bed. He joins me, wrapping his arms around me.

"Just sleep, Han. We can discuss it all tomorrow," he murmurs, peppering my ear with gentle kisses. I hadn't realized how utterly exhausted I was until I felt his warmth enveloping me. With his presence by my side, I drift into a peaceful slumber.

Damien's POV

Watching her sleep is one of my favorite pastimes. It's the only time when she truly seems at ease. When she's awake, consumed by worries about her business empire, her father's legacy, the throne, and her friends' safety, she resembles a walking shadow. If only she could trust me enough to share some of her workload – I don't want her to wear herself thin.

Even though she's undoubtedly strong, I'm concerned she'll eventually break down under all the strain. I want her to be healthy, both physically and mentally.

As for the man who fathered her children, I always knew we would meet at some point. But I didn't anticipate it happening so soon. However, we can't complain; as Hannah always says, God has a reason for everything.

I rise from the bed and head to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the kids. I am considering making something for Hannah, but I worry it will be cold by the time she wakes up. Leo and Mariel inquire about their mother, and I explain that she's not feeling well and needs to rest. Although they don't voice their concerns, I can tell they're worried.

I try to distract them by turning on SpongeBob, and it seems to work – for now. I use the opportunity to check my emails, knowing that Hannah will need time to rest.

It's around 2 o'clock when I notice that Leo and Mariel have changed the channel from SpongeBob to Tom and Jerry. They're still wide awake, waiting for their mom to emerge from her room. As I keep an eye on them, I feel a pair of arms wrapping around me, and a familiar touch settling on my chest. I know it's Hannah from the tingling sensation that runs through my body.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," I greet her, taking her hands and pressing a kiss onto them.

She reciprocates by placing a kiss on my back, sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine.

"Mommy, are you okay?" Mariel exclaims, pulling her brother toward us. Hannah unwraps herself from me, and I reluctantly release her. Mariel continues, "Daddy said you weren't feeling well and needed to sleep it off. Are you okay now, Mommy?"

"Yes, sweetheart, I'm feeling better now. Did you guys give Daddy a hard time? Were you good for him?" Hannah asks, looking at them.

"We were good, Mom," they both answered.

Mariel is much more enthusiastic, while Leo is more reserved. He's always been a bit guarded, and it's often a challenge to break through his walls. However, he seems to warm up to me when we play video games together. I guess he takes after his mom in that regard, while Mariel takes after Hannah's outgoing nature.

She told me that's how she was and she showed me her photos. One of them was from when we went to visit her grandma. She was so excited of that one that she shoved the frame in our faces. Hannah was so embarrassed by this she was hiding her face, but I was secretly enjoying every moment of it. Not that I would ever tell her that, I do not have a death wish.

"Did you show Daddy?" Hannah asked suddenly and I snap out of my thoughts, realizing I had missed part of their conversation.

I blush in embarrassment.

Leo nodded.

"Yes, Mom, and he even helped me with my homework," he replied.

Thank goodness – at least they're not stressing Hannah about schoolwork.

"Alright, my love, I think it's time for your nap. Let's race to your room," Hannah suggests, and they excitedly dash off. She's clearly trying to keep their minds off her, at least for now. With the kids occupied, I decided to use the precious moments to catch up on my work.

I had my assistant send over some documents, and I dived into reviewing, signing contracts, and approving necessary matters. Suddenly, I felt a kiss on my neck.

"We have an appointment, you know," Hannah whispered, pushing her panties to the side while I removed my boxers and pants.

"Okay. We'll be quick then," I replied.

We kissed each other with hunger and urgency, and I felt that her arousal was evident, her core soaked. As I entered her, she gasped in delight and pressed her hips into mine. I set a deep and fast rhythm, feeling her walls tightening around me. But she's not ready to cum yet and neither am I. She sunk her sharp nails into my skin, making me hiss. I started thrusting faster and harder, and she moaned loudly, her eyes rolling back into her head in pleasure.

But just as she's on the brink of climaxing, I withdrew, making her protest with a sound that gets cut off. I turn her around and gently pushed the documents on the bed aside, guiding her to sit down.