⚠️It's not a sequel of my other book "Strings of life: Fate" It's a new story.
Samira is a girl with many faces. She is the daughter of a famous actress. She was raised to be obedient but she's fierce. She was abused by her mother and promised he...
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Everything happened so quickly and I couldn't register anything. All I see is her back running away from me.
I didn't do anything wrong just now and I'm sure she wanted me just as I wanted her.
Don't tell me she's one of those girls who plays the victim and lie about their man raping them just to get out of the relationship.
No it can't be! She doesn't looks like someone who'll take advantage of others.
The only woman I care about and always get me so nervous is my sister. She's really the only one I could take a bullet for. So why the fuck I feel the urge to go find this woman they gave me as wife right now and comfort her?
I get out of the bed with fucking blue balls and looked for her.
I knew she was in the bathroom "Destiny open the door!" I banged on the door countless time. Then I heard her soft voice "I'm sorry Damon! Leave me alone for now"
Well what should I do? I know that when women tell you to leave them alone they mean the opposite but Destiny was different so I chose to give her some space.
I went to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of whiskey. I needed it.
After many drinks I passed out on the couch outside.
The wonderful aroma of fresh fruits and bacon woke me up. I pull myself up and went to the kitchen.
There she was with a bathing suit top cooking breakfast. She was so concentrating on what she was doing that she didn't realize I was there staring at her.
I could only see half of her body since the other half was hidden by the counter. Knowing her she's probably wearing a short but I hope she was naked.
Her hair was wet and she no longer had her big and voluptuous curls. Her curls were a lil bit more soft now and looked longer. she was so sexy! Her hair was a mystery for me. I made a mental note to ask her about it later.
She seems to finally see me because she gasped and then cried out of pain. Yup! This Dummy burnt herself.
I rushed by her side and turn off everything. I took her hand and put it over the sink so I could pour cold water on it.
"Be more careful Destiny!" I yelled at her and she instantly flinch. Shit! I forgot.
"Sorry" she whispered.
"No I'm the one who should apologize Destiny I shouldn't yell at you." I said softly.
"No I'm sorry about yesterday... I'm a mess Damon!" She said and I could see she felt guilty about what happened.
