Chapter Thirty Five: The Story.

Kimia's POV 🖤.

We walked down the Paseo Del Prado which was a beautiful tree lined boulevard. It was around 7 already and the lamps were on which made it somewhat romantic.

Damien and Sasha were in front of us talking about something. I'll admit that I didn't like how she kept touching him but I knew Damien was over her. He told me himself and I trust him. He would never lie to me.

Fransisco and I were walking behind them also conversing. His phone rung and he picked the call.

" Hello?…hey mum. They're fine…yes, I know. How's the cruise?… Okay. I'm not going to do that mum!… I know you're worried but-… I understand… yes ma'am. I love you. Bye."

He ended the call and sighed.

" Your mum?" I asked and he nodded clenching his jaw.

" I take it things are not exactly peachy with you and your mum."

" You're right. But I don't blame her, it's kind of my fault." He said and we walked in silence.

" So what's your story?"

" My story?"

" Yes, your story."

" I don't have one."

" Everybody has a story Fransisco."

" If that's so, what's yours?"

" I asked you first but I'll let it slide." I replied and he chuckled.

" I was an orphan at the age of 9, I was raised by my aunt and uncle but I lost my aunt when I was 11. I am a girl who has been through a awful lot of pain in life.

But I have come to understand that everything happens for a reason. If those things hadn't happened, I might have never met some important people in my life. Like the love of my life, Ian. So I now know that if life brings you down, get up, put on a smile and keep going."

" So, that's my story."

" Wow! That's is really motivational."

" I try." I replied and we both laughed.

Damien looked back at us and I smiled at him assuring him that everything was fine.

" So now it's your turn." I said and he took in a deep breath.

" Well, my story is nowhere as motivational as yours though. But, I understand the concept of pain too. I lost my dad when I was 17. He meant everything to me. When he died I became depressed. I started taking drugs, that wasn't my proudest moment but yeah.

I got involved with the wrong crowd but when I finally realised, I was in too deep. I not only lost my dad, I eventually lost my mum too. I had pushed her away and when I wanted to get closer, she pushed me back too. I was already involved in some shady things."

" Why don't you just leave?"

" It's not that easy. You don't just quit. I wanted to run away from it but I'd be putting my mum's life in danger. And I don't want that. She has begged me to leave it all behind but I can't do that because I want her to be safe. I love my mum, I really do. I don't want to lose her.

So that's my story. I'm a boy that wishes he could go back in time to change his decisions."

I scanned his face for any giveaway that he was lying but there was nothing.

Fransisco genuinely wanted to leave his life of crime behind.

I smiled at him and squeezed his hand tightly.

Damien turned to look at us again and he blew me a kiss. I wrinkled my nose and moved my hands as if swatting it away. He gasped and put his hand on his heart like I had hurt him. I giggled and blew him a kiss. He caught it and placed it on his heart then he smiled.

Sasha finally noticed that Damien's attention was else and she turned. She saw me grinning at him and she glared. She tapped Damien bringing his attention back to her.

" You guys are absolute goals." Fransisco said and I smiled.

" Thanks."

" I hope that one day I'll find a girl that loves me as much as you love Ian."

Aww- wait did he just say love?!

" You are obviously very much in love with him." He continued.

" How'd you know?"

" It's very obvious. The way you smile when he looks at you, the way your body automatically relaxes when he's near. Or the way you look at him the same way I look at food."

I laughed at his last statement.

" I didn't know I did all those things."

" Well I notice things. He's a lucky guy."

" Well of course he is. Anyone who's with me is lucky to have me."

" You two have a very rare bond. I've only seen a bond like that with my parents. And I want something like that."

" With Sasha?"

" No, Sasha and I won't last long."

" Why'd you say that?"

" I have a feeling we won't last long. That and the fact that she's trying to steal Ian from you."

" You noticed?" I asked and he chuckled.

" Of course I did. She's not being discreet about it. But you have nothing to worry about, Ian loves you very much."

We continued walking in silence but his words still rang in my head.

Fransisco was more observant than we give him credit for but he thinks I love Damien.

I was a good actress but I wasn't that good.

I like Damien.

A lot.

But love,

That was an entirely different level.

Am I really falling in love with Damien?

***

We had dinner before calling it a night and parting with Fransisco and Sasha.

I was getting ready for bed, my mind going over everything Fransisco had said. I felt strong arms wrap around my waist from behind and I was engulfed in the natural scent of Damien.

I smiled as he leaned down to kiss my lips.

" Are you okay?"

" I'm fine. I was just thinking."

" Oh no! She's thinking, everyone run for your life!" He exclaimed and I smacked his abdomen.

He rubbed the spot like I had actually hurt him but I knew he was pretending. He was rock solid. He chuckled as he pulled me closer again.

" What were you thinking about?" He asked and I sighed.

" Just the things Fransisco told me."

" Anything we should be worried about?"

" Not really."

I gave him a brief run down of what Fransisco had told me leaving out the parts where he talked about love.

" You know we still have to take them down right?" He asked softly as he caressed my cheek with his thumb.

" I know. He's actually a really good guy. He just got involved in the wrong things and the wrong crowd."

" Don't worry too much about it okay?, You might start having grey stands of hair and this one's won't be dyed."

I cracked a smile and placed my head on his chest. I heard his heartbeat pick up and I smiled.

It felt so good knowing I had that effect on him.

" Let's get some sleep. We've got a whole day full of activities tomorrow."

We got into bed and he turned the lights off.

" Good night." I mumbled a little drowsy.

He kissed my forehead and then spoke,

" Good night Mia."

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Bongu!🤗,

This was kind of a filler chapter.

I hope you liked it though 😊.

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Bye!!