Criminal

Chapter 33

For a second, I froze. I didn't know what to do. I panicked. I was scared. 

But that's not like me. I quickly turned around to confront this person even though it was pitch black inside. 

"Who is-" I was abruptly stopped by their lips. He grabbed my arms but then suddenly let go once I resisted. I stumbled on objects behind me and fell over. "How dare you?!" I exclaimed. "You don't know what you're dealing with!" I was not scared. I was infuriated. 

I got back up to face the person. Even though it was still dark as a black hole.

I could feel him coming closer. 

"I know exactly what I'm dealing with." His voice, it sounds like...like someone I know. Who does it belong to? I know him. 

Just before I could say anything, he gently grabbed my hands and intertwined our fingers. 

And the sad thing is, I didn't stop him. Like I had forgotten I was Evan's. 

He came so close, too close. 

"I've waiting far too long for this." He said helplessly. It's like he was begging for something. 

He kissed me. And I let it happen. 

It was a sad kiss, do kisses have emotions? Cause this kiss felt sad. It was a soft, gentle, and passionate kiss. I had completely forgotten who I was and where I was. Our lips parted after what felt like forever. I could tell he wanted more cause he hesitated to back away. 

Suddenly. 

It hit me like a bus. 

"Damian." I sucked in my breath so sharply, tears were daring to pour down my face. I collided into him faster than anything. He held me as I jumped onto him in an embrace. I didn't want to let go. "Damian." I sighed. 

"Nadia." He groaned. The lights turned on and he put me back down. 

Suddenly there was awkward tension in the room. Both of us backed away and stared at each other. 

His hair was pushed back and his face seemed tired. He still stood up nice and tall and his eyes...still so captivating. 

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Damian's pov

Both of us backed away and stared at each other. 

She looked just like she did seventeen years ago. Nothing had changed. She was glowing with all the happiness that Evan and her family must be giving her. How could I let her get away? Why didn't I change myself before it was too late. 

"I am sorry." I broke the silence. "That was-so inappropriate for me to have done to you." 

Her soft and happy face suddenly turned into anger. "You're right! How could you? I'm married! I have three kids!" I could tell she felt guilty. She did kiss me back after all. 

This made me smile. 

"What are you grinning about?" She asked angrily. I looked down trying to hide my face and she approached me. "Look at me." She demanded. "Why did you do that?" 

"Because, Ms. Mallory." I looked at her. "I knew you wanted it just as bad as I did." 

She was taken aback by what I had said. "You're not good for me Damian. I don't want you in my life." She said with disgust. "How are you even here?" She asked in bewilderment. 

"Good behaviour. I was released earlier than I was meant to be." I explained. 

"Why are you at my daughter's school?" She asked. 

"I could ask you the same. Why are you at my son's school?" He asked with a smile. 

The colour from her face had drained like she just saw a ghost. 

"Son?" She asked quietly. "You're married?" She asked. 

"Actually." I began to explain. "My son's mother passed away. We never married but we had him." I said sadly. 

She touched my arm, "I'm so sorry." We looked at each other. 

"Do you still love me?" I asked. 

She looked away but I could see the pain in her eyes. 

"Nadia, answer me. Do you love me?" She wouldn't reply. 

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Nadia's pov

He was released early? He has a son? He still loves me?

Do I love him? 

Did I ever stop loving him? 

"Nadia, I need to know." He begged. 

"Why! What are you gonna do if I love you?! Huh?! Kidnap me and make me your wife?! You can't do that Damian, I'm not yours! I am Evan Wilde's wife and I have three beautiful children and we live happily in our home! I don't need you!" I yelled. 

"Why are you saying all this like you're trying to convince yourself?" He asked. 

"I am not Damian. I mean it when I say I don't need you. I acknowledge that we had something-" 

"We had something." He interrupted me. "We shared love, we made love. We loved each other unconditionally." 

"Don't test my patience Damian." I got mad. "I don't love you anymore."

I lied. I lied to myself. I lied to him. 

"I love Evan." I told the truth. "Nothing in this world will make me go back to you. You're like a drug. You're bad for me. You can't possibly expect me to leave me family to be with you?" 

He was hurt. I know he was. He still loved me and I repeatedly kept stabbing knives into his heart. 

"Derek and I will be fine on our own. And you're right. I don't know what I was thinking by kissing you. I am sorry."

Woah, pump the brakes. 

"Derek? Who's Derek?" I asked quickly, beginning to panic. 

"My son, Derek Knight." He said. 

"Derek and Nina?" I whispered to myself. 

"Hold on," He said suddenly interested. Nina, is your daughter?" He asked surprised. 

"Yes." I said. 

"Derek talks about her all the time. He really likes her." He suddenly burst into laughter. "How ironic." 

"I don't want him anywhere near my daughter." I said, almost sounding like a growl. 

"Wait, Nadia-" He reached to grab my arm. 

"Don't." I warned. With that I burst out of the room and searched desperately for my children. "Boys, let's go." I said to Ethan and Theo. 

They gave me a worried and confused look but did as I said. Then I searched for Nina. I saw her near a sculpture with Derek. 

I couldn't stand to see them together. 

"Nina," I grabbed her arm. "We need to go. Now." I said sternly. 

"Wait Mom." She stumbled as she tried to keep up with my pace. She looked at me with confusion written all over her face. 

"Nina?" I heard Derek call her from behind us and Nina turned around to see him. 

"Why are you crying Mom?" Theo asked. I stopped in my tracks. Crying?

I slowly touched my cheek and felt my tears. 

I quickly wiped them away. 

"Let's go." I said firmly. 

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I admit, I drove home rather rashly. It wasn't exactly a safe ride home. But everyone was alright. 

I ran inside and went straight to my bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror. 

"What have I done?" I cried.