Chapter Forty eight

I knocked and waited for a while but I did not hear an answer. Out of curiosity, I twisted the door knob and walked in and for the first time in about a month, I was going into this black and white themed bedroom.

I stood in the center of the room looking around for Damien but he was not present so I walked towards the portrait situated at one end of the room, next to his bar. The portrait showed a desolate place, torn down by flames, it gave off a gloomy vibe and it somehow got me worried. I discarded the thought as soon as it came, I was an overthinker so I decided it was just my mind going down that path again.

I spun around when I felt a presence in the room and shrieked. Damien was standing a little distance away from me, shirtless! I swallowed, taking in the beauty of his well sculpted abs and muscular upper body. I snapped out of my daze and spun back around facing the mini bar while shifting on one foot to the other.

"Put a shirt on!" I exclaimed, blushing at the thought of h