Chapter 32
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Your eyes on me kitten!.....
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~ Rina ~
"Damien! Guess what!" I screamed in excitement but he was nowhere to be found, having an idea where he was I hurried to the gym room, of course I met him there, busy delivering punches to a punching bag.
"Damien?" I called making sure I didn't get so close to him, I don't want to get the air knock out of me.
At the sound of my voice, Damien turned around, the bunching bag bounced back, my heart was in my throat and for a few seconds I thought it was gonna knock him out but more surprise await me as Damien got hold of the punching bag without even looking at it, then he punched it again sending back.
Then stepping closer to me, he stopped and chuckled.
"I should probably go and freshen up, I wouldn't be able to hug you like this, smelling like sweat" He said.
"You still look sexy to me" I blushed looking down at his chest.
"Don't eye fuck me" He warned.
"Wait Damien, are you using black magic or something? You weren't even looking when you punched that heavy punching bag" I curiously asked.
"That? It's had something to do with sound, movement and focus so mind giving me a bath" He teased.
"Why not" I replied laughing, we both went back to the room, Damien went into the bathroom to freshen up and since I had nothing to do, I sat down in front of my dressing mirror brushing my hair.
It's been long since I brush it, like three days ago but it never get tangle cause my hair is so dark, long, smooth also soft,*told ya my favorite body part was my hair*. I bet Damien love it too that must be the reason he was so mad when I dyed it blonde.
Maybe I should dye it red to piss him off next time. I giggled at the thought.
"Rina? I'm still waiting for my bath" Damien called.
"You don't mean it do you?" I said looking down at him in the bathtub, I couldn't see a thing due to the bubble, plus I don't need that kind of distraction.
"I mean every word I say to you kitten! Now get in here and give daddy a bath" I snorted at the word daddy, without giving me any chance to protest, he pulled me into the bathtub with him.
"Damien!" I squeal.
"What?" He made a innocent face.
"Alright! Passe the bar of soap" I instructed.
"I think you should get rid of your cloth"
I rolled my eyes at him but did that anyway after telling him to turn around, I quickly discard the cloth then went back into the bathtub, he pull me close rubbing the bar of soap on my body.
"I thought I was the one who's gonna do the bathing" I teased.
"Doesn't matter, not when I want to feel those against me" He gesture towards my boobs, I blushed then scoot up some forming soap and place it on my boobs in order to hide them from his hungry stare.
"Damn! You're making things worst" He groan.
"You pervert" I smirked, taking the soap away from him.
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"Have you ever been to a club?" I asked Damien after we had finish taken our bath, neither of us bother putting on clothes, well I wanted to but Damien had the good grace to throw it away, so here I'm laying down under the cover naked.
I'm not complaining, I kinda like it that Damien can't be able to get his hands off me, even now his finger draw circles on my inner thighs making me wet down there.
"Once or twice"
Well that really surprised me. "You went to a club? I mean you just decided to go there to relax and have fun" I find it hard to believe.
"I track down a rogue and the track ended up showing me he was in the club so there I went trying to mingle with them all, it was weird I mean why would people enjoy watching naked girls dance and still fuck the same girl?. Ew no one sees what's mine" He said possessively.
"So that's it. We are going to a club tonight, Daniel and Lauren are coming too, it would be so much fun" I said throwing my arms up in excitement, I noticed his eyes stayed on a spot on my neck, I look down and saw that the covers had lower, showing my full breasts, I glared at him and pull it back on.
"And I was enjoying the view" He grumbled.
"And I was loving the attention" I teased.
"Then let me pay more attention to it"
"Not a chance. So what do you say? A night out in the club?" I pleaded pouting.
"Damn! It's so hard saying no to that face" He groan.
"Sweetheart, boo bear, please please let's go to club together" I pleaded again.
"Fine! But you will have to wear something I choose for you and any mother fucker who looks at you tonight pay for it"
I simply roll my eyes at his possessive attitude, taking all of the covers with me, I stroll towards my waredrop, stopping briefly to tap his firm bare ass.
"I just have to look for something sexy to wear" I gave Damien a wink over my shoulder.
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"You're going to club with the Alpha? Woooow" Deya laughed.
"Shh" I told her, looking around to make sure no one heard us but who am I kidding? They fucking heard they just pretend not to, I mean werewolf could hear a sound as small as a brush or whisper, which is totally creepy.
My eyes made contact with Maya and she looked away almost immediately, I almost laugh I think Damien already taken her position back and the little hope she have had finally crashed.
"Can we help you pick up something to wear later? Please please please" Thelma pleaded.
"Sure" I agreed.
Grabbing a glass of cold juice I walk out of the kitchen, I bumped into someone immediately, with a stunned expression I watched as Fiona stare back at me.
"Hi Rina" She said.
"What do you want?" I demanded.
"Fiona?" Damien barked.
Fiona burst into tears and hurry up towards the stairs to fling herself in his arms.
"Alpha, my pack...it's has been taken over by some rogues, we were attacked and our Alpha was killed" Fiona cried.
I walked past them and into Damien's room, I'm so bad, I should feel sorry for her instead all I was feeling is some stupid jealousy, oh God help me.
Picking up the telephone, I dialed the kitchen.
"Send Thelma and Deya over" I instructed who-so-ever that was on the line then hang up immediately.
"Is she okay" I asked when Damien walked in few minutes later.
"Yeah. She will be staying here in the main time until I do something about her pack" He announced.
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Tbc
