A Beacon To My Blues

Fire Fly[36]

Damian's pov:

"Since you already had your fill of burgers in the afternoon, what do you feel like honeypuffs" I see her cringe at the nick name. Think for a second and answer "it's three in the evening how about something sweet" she quips turning her body my way leisurely. The car goes silent. We are so used to this. The silence. I used to prefer this because usually talking meant fights and they give me a headache.

Now. its different, I hope she would say something, anything just some noise to fill this place squeeze out some laughters here and there. I have a feeling that this woman would make me laugh. I never felt that before.  "So, I saw you on the news. Last weekend" I sense the uncertainty in the question. A mere whisper like the dip of little finger trying to test waters. "I am always on the news Ciara. Hard to know which if you are so vague" I chuckle, inviting the question. I see her expression going a little rigid a deep inhale like she is about to fight a war. "Well, you know the Kinsley auction party last week.... There were these rumors.." she trailed off not completing the sentence.

That is when it hit. She is talking about the rumors about me and  Liana dating. The ones that were took down by my team in mere minutes before population even had a whiff of it. A smirk creeps on to my lips l turn towards her with a cocky eyebrow "are you stalking your husband Mrs.Asher" she turns away rolling her eyes  avoiding me.

"You wish. Asher"

"I don't wish darling. I barely ever had to. I almost always get what I want. "

She scoffs. "Yeah. I bet. that was what yow were doing then. You wanted your secretary and you had her" she deadpan's. I smirk seeing how riled up she got over Liana and me even though I am not sure what we are anymore "It isn't a secret to you  ciara why are you being salty." I must be irritated with how territorial she sounded, this is my que to state  my first clause 'no intervening in my personal business'. Am i crazy to find it absolutely adorable that she cares and doesn't like it.

I see her do a 180 on her seat turning towards me again. "Salty? You know I don't give two shits who you sleep with. But that's not the case with our families, they care. I know you have been concealing all the play boy shit you are doing. All I am saying is your game is getting weak. Focus" she says it nonchalantly. Like she doesn't care what I am doing, with whoever i am doing, that was exactly how i wanted it. It is perfectly established. Yet. My face fell. "You know." Comes almost like a whisper like an echo of thoughts deeper into her soul, I stay silent. "Sometimes I think of what would be the repercussions of that deal. How will our family react if they knew...." A sigh leaves her mouth, her eyes still distant not looking anywhere in particular.

I was stupid, to think she married me for the company, how could a woman who cares about her family's feelings  would take things like marriage a child's play. Guilt settles in my heart. I was the one who pushed her into this. I got her into this mess thinking I would leave unscathed not giving a shit about her. But. Every time I get to know  a little about her my heart skips a little bit more.

We do not talk after that. Ciara never shared any more of her thoughts and I didn't pry on it. We both were consumed with our thoughts all the way to the amusement park. God. I should have shut my mouth now she isn't talking. Ciara gets off the car before i open the door for her and it made my grumpy. "Wait for me to open the door from here on" I say moving towards her and see her rolling her eyes. "You didn't do it until yesterday and I don't really care" she shrugs it off. " I do. Wait for me to open the door here on. Yes?"

"Aww. What a gentleman." Sarcasm evident in the tone. I chuckled and followed her into the park. "I can be one you know. A gentleman" she looks at me thinks for a while "I know. You are always a gentleman with beautiful girls. You know what it is called though. Playboy tricks"