REISS

39. The Christmas

Loviana's POV

"Loviana." He called out my name in a whisper so low, that I almost didn't hear.

I spun around and my gaze immediately flickered to his eyes, the dim light from the candles reflected in his eyes, making his grey flecks look almost like white which mixed with the deep blues in his eyes, making them look like the white clouds pouring into the deep blue ocean at the horizon, a film of water lined up his eyes and I had this sudden urge to kiss him, kiss his lips, his face and his tears away from his eyes.

He pulled me to him and smashed his lips on mine passionately. His hands stayed on my waist all the time and slowly the kiss turned gentler and softer as if he was afraid of something. He broke away from the kiss, and breathed heavily. I filled my lungs with air as he had a habit of taking my breath away every time he kisses me.

Or fucks you.

Shut up.

I fluttered open my eyes as a tear dropped on my cheek, rolling down to my chin.

"Are you okay, Damien?" I asked, alarmed at his watery eyes

"Yeah." He said, wiping away the tears from the corner of his eyes.

My uterus spasmed hitting my lower belly with cramps. And clutched my lower belly and bared with it because he wasn't well.

"Are you okay?" He asked, worried.

"Is it the cramps?"

I nodded, as the pain kept ripping my lower belly.

He picked me up bridal style and laid me down on the bed gently and ran around the room searching for something. Soon he came back with a heating bag, a bottle of water, some meds, an ice-cream tub.

I smiled at his gesture of kindness. He took a pill out of the pack and handed it to me, I took the pill and flushed it down my throat with a glass of water. He then tucked me in and walked towards the door.

Is he leaving?

How dare he?

"Damien." I called in the softest voice I could manage.

"Yeah." He turned around to look at me. I patted the spot on the bed beside me and said, "Will you keep me company till I sleep?"

His face lit up as his lips curved into a charming smile. He then walked towards me shaking his head side to side.

"What is it?" I asked him, unable to hide my smile.

"Nothing. Does it still hurt?" He laid beside me on the bed, still a little away from me. Like seriously, he just fucked me into sheets, the past few days and now he is being all shy. I even had his dick in my mouth like an hour ago. Did he not like that? Is that why he is acting like this? Or am I being paranoid?

"Did you like it?" I asked as I turned towards him, sleeping on my side.

"Yeah. It was amazing." He praised smiling warmly at me. I bit down on my lip to stop the grin from spreading over my face.

But soon memories of my ex being mean. No, not just mean, an asshole, flashed before my eyes. I swallowed the salty tears that were threatening to spill. Oh my god. Why am I so emotional today? Is it the PMS?

I felt his hand wipe a tear off my face.

"Why are you sad?"

"Thank you." I mumbled as I dug my face in my arm, trying to hide my tears.

"What for?" When I shook my head side to side. He questioned again "What is it, Lov?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.

That was all it took from him to shatter all those strong walls that were built around my heart. More tears streamed down my face as I tried to force the words out of me.