Lechna_Baram

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. 

      "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

Masked Feelings

"Follow the lights" I sighed in annoyance as I stared at the torch that the doctor was holding. Damian was standing beside him and he was looking extremely worried. I felt much better during the ride from the office to the hospital. I followed the light again and again and finally closed my eyes when I felt tired of all this. 


"What did you eat this morning?" the doctor asked as he started scribbling in his file. I shrugged, making Damian glare. 


"And last night?" He asked again. What was he trying to do? Maybe he was trying to make Damian kill me? I decided not to answer, knowing that Damian was going to get pissed by the answer. 


"Athena" Damian urged and I could hear the control in his voice. 


"I forgot to eat" I mumbled, while staring at my hands. I could hear Damian taking a deep breath. Yeah, breathe in, breathe out. 


Chapter 49: Hospital