[45]

“Where am I?” Miya tried to open her eyes but it was difficult. Her head was dizzy and her body felt weak. “What happened to me?” The first thing she felt was warmth around her. Her vision blurred for a moment, but the sound of soft snoring and the puff of breath that touched the hollow of her neck made her squirm. Then her gaze dropped to her stomach, which felt tight. A burly arm wrapped around her stomach which made Miya realize that someone was holding her tightly. Miya recognized the owner of this arm.

The longer Miya's consciousness returned. The scent of Damian's perfume, which Miya recognized, smelled even more seductive. Don't ask how Miya's heart beats. It feels ... thrilling. Miya moved slowly just so that the owner of the hand would not wake up immediately. Who knows Miya's movements disturbed her sleep.

When Miya turned around, Damian was right in front of her. Hugging her tightly. His eyes were closed indicating that the man was fast asleep. His eye bags were clearly visible so the man was fast asleep. Miya was even more mesmerized by Damian's sleeping face like this. That face looked more human and more handsome.

“When are you coming back?” she asked very quietly. Her fingertips touched Damian's nose very gently. Afraid to disturb the man who was still closed. “But I'm glad you're coming back soon. At least... I didn't have time to think about the bad things that could have happened to you.” Miya squirmed a little and moved closer in Damian's arms.

Miya thought, this man is really cold and doesn't care about her. From the moment we met and Damian's treatment during the time Miya was in this house, it was unpredictable. Sometimes it was very harsh and made Miya sad, but now somehow Miya felt Damian was showing a side that she couldn't look away from.

“Miya? Are you awake?” Damian's voice sounded hoarse yet soft.

The blonde-haired girl hugged Damian even tighter.

“Why?” Damian gently stroked Miya's long hair. “What are you feeling?”

“Nothing,” Miya said softly. “When did you come home?”

“Four hours ago.”

Miya rubbed the tip of her nose against Damian's chest, which was still wrapped in a black shirt. Two open buttons reveal Damian's tantalizing body. Damian doesn't push her away anyway, which means she can do things like this.

“Satisfied?” Damian chuckled at all Miya's antics, which he found too adorable. He slightly released her hug. Miya's face looked unhappy but Damian immediately gave her a light peck on the forehead. “I heard you fainted. What happened?”

Miya tried to remember. Her memory was hazy, but the image of the pungent fishy smell of sushi came to mind. “I remember... there was sushi. The fishy smell was too strong. Tessa panicked when she saw me... Then I don't remember anything else.”

And because of that, Miya immediately woke up from her sleep. “Tessa! Where is she now?”

Damian growled in annoyance. “Can't you be careful?”

“But I have to know, where is my best friend?” Miya looked panicked and hurried to get off the bed. The only person who could answer what had happened was Desi. Or Victor. Where are they?

“Wait, Miya.” Damian immediately pulled Miya's hand and with ease, Damian lifted Miya's body. Laying Miya's body back down slowly. Positioning himself on top of Miya without hurting her. But it made Miya look surprised and her face just blushed. “You better watch your every move now. Don't move carelessly.”

Miya looks confused but considering Damian doesn't like to be argued with and every time he's asked what the reason is, Damian won't answer straightforwardly, it's better for Miya to just go along with Damian's words. “Sorry,” he said, nodding.

“You don't have to worry about Tessa. She's been taken home by one of Victor's men.”

Miya sighs softly. “Thank you.”

“But are you really okay now?”

She looked at Damian in surprise once again. “Yes, I'm fine although I still feel dizzy. What's wrong?”

Damian nodded, his facial expression a mixture of relief and worry. “There's nothing for you to worry about.” Damian's gaze began to descend from her face to Miya's stomach, which was wrapped in a maroon satin shirt. And when that gaze landed on Miya's stomach, without Damian realizing it, his hand stroked there gently.

“What are you doing?” Miya was completely astonished and confused by Damian's behavior today.

“Checking on your condition,” Damian replies with a smile that makes Miya blink in disbelief. Damian... smiled in a very different way. A smile that radiated happiness that was... so great. What was going on exactly?

Miya felt her heart beat faster at the sound of Damian's tone that showed this other side. “I'm fine now. There's no need to worry too much,” he said softly.

“I've asked the head chef to prepare dinner. Don't refuse it because your stomach hasn't been filled with anything, right?”

Miya paused.

“I haven't eaten dinner either.”

The girl smiled widely. “Then, dinner together?”

Damian kissed the tip of Miya's nose. “Do you want to eat in this room or in the dining room?”

“Can I choose?”

Damian nodded without hesitation.

“I want to have dinner here. With you.”

Without answering, Damian reached for the intercom on the bedside table. “Head chef, prepare a light dinner for Miya. Avoid anything fishy or pungently flavored. Take it to her room. No need to serve me wine.”

A few minutes later, the maid arrived with a tray of carefully prepared food. Damian helped Miya sit more comfortably on the bed, even making sure the blanket remained over her body. He took the pieces of fruit from the plate, then fed them directly to Miya.

“I can eat by myself,” Miya protested with a flushed face.

Damian smiled a small smile, barely noticeable, but warm. “I know. But I want to make sure you eat properly.”

Miya gave Damian a confused look. This sudden attention felt strange, but on the other hand, there was a warmth that made her not want to resist. “But I've been eating well. You can ask Desi about that.”

“I know.” Damian took a bite of the fruit on his plate. “From now on I'll be the one making sure you eat, Baby Girl.”

“Aren't you busy? To take care of me like that?” Miya was completely lost in thought. “Oh, Damian. You don't have to do this. I can take care of myself better.”

Damian let out a long sigh as he rubbed his face in frustration. “Don't make me repeat orders, Miya.”

The girl fell silent.

“Besides, you won't be sleeping alone tonight.”

Miya frowned. “What do you mean?”

“I wanted to make sure you were okay. My room is more comfortable, and I can take care of you while I get some work done,” Damian replied without giving room for rebuttal.

Miya knew she had no other choice. Moreover, the next mouthful after mouthful, though given by Damian's hand but also under the man's terrifying gaze. Which made Miya unable to resist. Until she felt it, her stomach had been filled with too much food. “I'm full,” she said quietly.

Damian smiled with satisfaction. “Well it's better if you almost finish this portion of dinner.” He brushed the corner of Miya's lips gently. “I'll have the maid pack up your things and take them to my room.”

“But... aren't you bothered?” Miya asked doubtfully.

“Why should it bother you?” Damian asked someone to tidy up the dinner that had just finished. “Get some servants to move Miya's things to the main room. Make sure all her needs are met. And arrange my room to make it more comfortable for Miya to stay in.”

“Yes, sir,” they said in unison. No one could argue with Damian's orders, no matter the reason. Including Miya who followed Damian to her room at the end of the corridor.

Damian opened the door of the room wide. Miya stared in amazement at the room that was now in front of her. Damian's room was grand with a large bed in the center and a desk in the corner. Damian guided Miya to sit on the soft sofa. Several shelves were neatly arranged with many books and displays that made the room look elegant.

What caught Miya's attention was the large window that showed the outside view of the mansion. It was beautiful. Even the forest where she was camping was clearly visible from this room. Not to mention the lake, which, although small, showed its beauty from Damian's room.

“Rest here,” he said as he wrapped his arms around Miya. “What are you looking at?” Damian followed the direction of Miya's gaze. He smiled meaningfully and because of that, he dropped his head to rest on Miya's shoulder. “Do you like it?”

“Eung.” Miya couldn't hide her admiration for the view she found tonight.

“I have some work to finish soon. Do you still want to stay here?”

“You don't mind, do you?”

“No, I don't. But make sure if you get sleepy, go to bed immediately. Don't delay or wait for me.” Damian cupped Miya's face and looked at her intently. “Don't lose sleep. It's not good for your current condition.”

“Yes.” Miya laughed. “You worry about me too much. I'm really fine.”

“How can I not worry about your condition, hem” Damian again rubbed Miya's flat stomach. This made Miya look at Damian with wonder. Why would Damian do something like this again?

“You know, in this belly there are my descendants, darling.”

Miya was silent trying to digest Damian's words. “What... do you mean, Damian?”

“You're pregnant my child, darling.”