Damon's Possession by Marwa M (read 50 shades of grey .txt) 📖

Damon Pov.

Max: Are you Ok Dk. Your looking tensed.

I sighed heavily what I can even tell him that I fucking harassed my own wife. He raised his eyebrows when I shook my head.

Damon: Not tensed. Guilty you can say.

He shot me a questionable frown. I ignored his curiosity and asked him about the information.

Max: I am still looking through it. It will take a little time... By the way, what did you think about that Jack.

His question brought a dangerous smirk on my lips. I know I have asked them to leave that fucker after beating him but Nah. What the fun of letting him go this easily...

Damon: Ask that bastard about him. I want that little shit in front of me as soon as possible. And I know snider knows about where is he hiding.

Max nodded and went back to the basement where we kept that bastard. Sighing heavily I stood up from my seat and went inside the house...

But before I could walk any further my feet stopped in the middle and my eyes stared at the beauty sleeping on the couch.

My lips slightly twisted upwards as I thought of her waiting for me. But Alas! I knew she will never wait for me instead she would pray for me to not come back...

Reaching to her I crouched down to her level and removed the stands of her hairs staring at her sleeping face. How can someone look so peaceful sleeping in front of a demon like me...

Shaking my head I gulped down the chuckle not wanting to wake her up. Her posture was uncomfortable. She was balled up and her head was resting on the head of the couch.

My eyes carefully moved all over her face. Why I never noticed her before. I know I was sexually attracted to her. I lust over her I know that.

But right now there was no desire or lust in my veins. Only a want of, to stare at her sleeping figure invaded my sanity.

Her eyelashes were bigger than mine. People even said that it's hard to see my eyelashes as it's too short. Her dark brown hairs were scattered all over the couch.

Damn, she has so beautiful long hair. They reached to her lower waist. Her pale face and beautiful light pink lips fuck. How can someone seduce me without doing anything?

Gulping down my every thought I carefully wrapped my arms below her knees and shoulders before gently picking her up as a bridal style.

I tried to be as much gentle as I can but still, the force was too much for her tiny fragile figure. Her head because of the pulling fell on my shoulders near my neck.

My breath got hitched feeling her lips almost touching my neck. She whined a little before slowly wrapping her arm around my neck. And hugging me tightly...

Shaking my head at the uneasy feeling in my chest. I carefully brought her towards my room and instantly stopped as I witnessed a pillow and a thin cover like blanket laying on the carpet near my bed.

At first, I frowned but then I remembered ordering her to sleep on the floor. So that's why she slept on the couch as she felt uncomfortable sleeping on the floor.

Sighing heavily I felt a pang of guilt in my heart. Shaking away the feeling I carefully laid her down on the bed but as her arm was on my neck I have to lean to her face in order to remove her arm.

As I grabbed her hand my movement abruptly got stuck. My nose collided with hers and the harsh breathing of hers fanned my lips. Her head moved a little brushing her lips on mine.

I gently removed her arm and placed it on the bed but as soon as I thought of taking a last glance at her I felt a weird feeling in my pit watching a lone tear escaping her eyes.

One after one. Her tears kept on streaming down. She sobbed out then I realized. She's having a nightmare. Her whole face was soaked in tears and her body started to tremble badly.

Lucy: B-believe m-me. Please.

She whimpered in sleep making me aware that she's not having a nightmare but instead having damonmare. So I am the one hurting her even in her sleep.

Do I scare her that much? I didn't even start my real torture and she's already so much scared. My gaze fell on her bandaged hand. I knew I shouldn't react so fast but I still don't know if she's telling the truth or not.

Maybe I am being too hard but being a mafia king I have extreme trust issues. Only a few people have my substantial trust and that's only Ken and Maxwell.

Watching her silently weeping in her sleep I didn't know what to do. I silently laid down beside her. Well, where is the problem of sleeping in the same bed with my wife...

I tried hard to not react but eventually gave up as her cries didn't stop. How can she sleep like this if she's crying this much?

Sighing heavily I gently wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her in my embrace. I knew once she woke up she's gonna get hella afraid but right now I need to calm her...

To my surprise, she wrapped her arms around my waist and snuggled in my chest making me stiffen in my place. What is happening today? I have never in my whole life tried to be this much gentle.

Damon: Shh everything is fine. I am here. Relax.

Caressing her head I cooed at her whispering I don't know what the fuck but still I did. Slowly her sobs died down and tears stopped leaking as she felt uhmm may be safe.

I mentally scoffed safe and in my embrace. There is no way that anyone can feel safe in my embrace... This is just her mare imagination of being safe in someone's arms and I know once her beautiful eyes fluttered open they will only reflect fear towards me.

I don't really mind her fear I knew from the start that after all my doings she will either fear me and wouldn't leave my cage or will simply try to escape every chance she got..

And somehow I thought that being a spoiled brat she will try to escape again and again as I always heard how much this girl is stubborn but again she surprised me by not even for once trying to escape.