KAMARIA POV
Alone in the kitchen I decided to call Davina’s school to let them know that Davina won’t be coming in today. We overslept and she is too upset now to go.I paced around the kitchen with a worried look on my face and at lost at what to do. I don’t want to lose Damien, but I don’t know if I can keep seeing him if my daughter doesn’t approve.I shouldn’t have started this in ths first place. Was this a mistake? I robbed my head trying to disperse the worry headache troubling my front head.I try to wait till Damien gets down but I was feeling to anxious about my daughter being angry with me, I need to make sure she is okay.I was about to leave the kitchen when I heard their footsteps on the stairs so I quickly tried to find something to pretend to be busy with.“Hey!” I turned quickly to face them when they arrived at the door. I tried to sound as if I am alright, but my anxious eyes immediately pinned my daughtDAMIEN POVHe was the last person I expected at the door when I opened Kamaria’s door. I could see he was shocked by my presence. Well, ditto dude. Obviously I am not happy to see him, Kamaria might deny that nothing is going on between the two of them, but I know the look on a man when he desires a woman and the guy in front of me wears his heart on his sleeve. How Kamaria who is very observant could be blind to this marvels me unless there is a reason she is not admitting it. Does she have feelings for him too? The question made me unease inside and cropped up the need to stake my territory. I turned to Kamaria, she looked frozen which means she is not also expecting our vistor. I didn’t give her a warning and I kissed her. She was stiff in my arms for few seconds before she pushed me away. My chest tightened at her action, but I pretended that it didn’t hurt. My face was expressionless when I spoke to her. “I will see you later.”
KAMARIA POV I had my left elbow resting on the window and my right hand on the steering, my mind miles away while I drove on autopilot. I couldn’t stop thinking of the last two hours of my life. It felt as if someone else lived that and I am still hidden inside the person watching as it happened. Let’s rewind. I was seeing Damien off, we shared some goodbye kisses that left me wanting more and then the doorbell rang and everything took off on a parallel universe mode, because it sure felt like it wasn’t me there. The shock to the system when Damien opened the door to reveal Reign on the other side left me immobile until he called out my name in that deep husky voice of his. I reacted without thinking. I have missed him so much and the sight of him in front of my door was so overwhelming that I needed to make sure he wasn’t a figment of my imagination. I ran into his arms and hugged him almost in tears. “Where have you been?” I cried
DAMIEN POVToday was messed up, I barely got any work done, and that is because I couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss, and too scared out of my fucking mind to call Kamaria or pick her calls. Maybe if I don’t pick then it wouldn’t be over, that is what I keep telling myself. Now I am at home playing my hand at working to see if it can help me stop thinking about her. Not helping, neither the four glasses of brandy that I have taken. I heard footsteps approaching before the door opened. “I am not hungry,” I said without lifting my head. “Good thing I am not the maid either.”I snapped up my head to see the object of my ravenous thoughts standing there looking as beautiful as ever and sparking this intense hunger in me to match up to her and kiss her senseless, and stare my claim but I remained seated. I stared at her face watching for signs that this is goodbye. I couldn’t read much, plus she is fucking far away. I didn’t da
KAMARIA POV “You are not going to let this go are you?” I looked up at him with a soft smile playing across my lips. Seeing him this insecure is a new one and I find it very cute, not that I will ever tell him that. Just imagining his reaction made me smile wider. “What?” He arched a brow at my broad smile. “Nothing,” I didn’t stop smiling. “Okayyyy,” he dragged out not believing me but he didn’t insist. “So,” he became serious. I held his gaze honestly before speaking. “It was a goodbye kiss.”“What do you mean?” He scrunched his brow at me. I stroked his chest as I spoke, playing with his nipples. “Reign confessed his love for me and since I couldn’t reciprocate it I couldn’t bring myself to deny him at least a kiss, and he is a good kisser,” I added with a cheeky grin. “Is that so,” he turned me on my back with a mischievous sparkle in his blue eyes. I nodded still smiling. I raised my hand up his sho
DAMIEN POV This morning I woke up with a smile on my face, feeling very happy and ready to face the day. Things are alright between Kamaria and I and I can’t be any more happy. I started the morning off with a delicious breakfast and a cup of coffee which Martha had waiting for me on the table by the time I came down. I left for work by eight and got there just before the clock struck nine o clock. Most of the employees were already present and they gave me a wide berth, but I greeted them with a smile. The shock on their faces made me smile inwardly. Today is definitely going to be different than yesterday. I received curious look of disbelief from my employees as I greeted them and complimented a few and even asked after their families. They must think I have gone insane or on drugs. And I don’t care. I feel happy and I don’t care who knows. Immediately I sat down my assistant walked in cradling her pad in one hand and a nervous l
DAMIEN POV I raced towards the hospital like the hounds of hell are after me, my heart in my throat aching with worry for Kamaria and my daughter. My daughter being gone has yet to sink in and I prayed strongly in my heart that I miss heard. The thought of that being true threatened to stop my heart. When I got to the hospital I ran towards the receptionist desk with urgency, telling them I was Kamaria’s husband just to get the information I needed. I ran to the lift that will take me to the ward where Kamaria is. When I got closer to her room I noticed her friends were outside, along with her boss. What is he doing here? I thought uncharitably in my mind but didn’t slow my stride. My worry for Kamaria and my kid overrode my jealousy at the moment. “Hi,” I greeted the guys doing my best to act as if her boss wasn’t present. My focus was on Jonathan, the only one who looked slightly pleased to see me. Bobby had an unfriendly look on his face and the boss well looked impassive, I c
DAMIEN POV“Mr Black! Mr Black! Mr Black!” It was on the third call that the voice of my executives penetrated through the fog clouding my mind. At the moment I was having a meeting with my executives concerning the company we just acquired but my mind is miles and miles away. I was lost in thought thinking about Kamaria. Is been 3 months now and still no change. Our daughter has been buried, a small ceremony. We tried to delay it to wait for Kamaria to wake up but when weeks turned to months we could no longer delay it and held a small ceremony for her. Her memories still torments my sleeping and waking moments. I miss Kamaria so bad that it physically aches and not being able to do anything to help her makes me feel so helpless that it weighs heavily on my soul. Looks like the big man upstairs isn’t listening to my prayers, even from his servant, why am I surprised. “What do you think sir?” He asked when I gave him my attention. I don’t know what the fuck he is asking about becau
KAMARIA POV The first thing I felt when I opened my eyes was how much the light in the room hurts, and second thing was how much my body hurts. It felt as if I haven’t moved in ages. And then the third is how dry my mouth feels. Of course I reacted to hurt in my eyes by quickly shutting them. I left them close for a while and the darkness was a relief. After a minute or more I tried again and it was better. I looked around me to find out where I was. I was in a hospital room. I tried to think why, but it hurts. I was alone and felt a bit confused on what to do. The door open and a tall middle aged man in scrub walked in. “Hello, there, looks like you have decided to rejoin the living,” he teased with a small smile on his lips. I attempted a smile, but couldn’t pull it off because how I was feeling.“What happened?” I tried to ask but my voice sounded weird, croaky and hoarse. I looked at the doctor for an explanation, as to why I suddenly sound like a frog.“You have been out for