Lucia's POV
“We need to talk.” The words finally leave my mouth.
“About what?" He says and covers his eyes with his arm and sighs heavily.
“About...u,” I say slowly and he removes his arm from his eyes and looks at me with furrowed eyebrows.
"You're not...you're not changing your mind right?" He sits up on the bed and I hear a slight worry in his voice.
"No. No." I say, quickly. "I just need some...the answer,” I say in a whisper.
"You can ask me anything. I'll answer it. But can we do this in the morning? I am tired.” He sighs heavily and lays back down. I feel like he's kind of nervous and I don't like it.
"No. We have to do this. Now." I say sternly and he groans.
"Fine. What is it?" He sits up again, his eyes on me.
No
"Why did you think I cheated on you?" I ask him. I should start with simple questions for now.
"I already told you this. You said you were with Ellie but you were actually with Liam.” He growls and I roll my eyes at him.
"Didn't you trust me?" I ask softly and he remains silent. "Damon," I say when he doesn't respond.
"I couldn't at that moment." He snaps. Ouch. "I saw the pictures and all and you lied to me so I just had to do what I did." He rubs his eyes.
“What did you do that night? With her?" I ask, my voice cracking.
"I didn't do anything.” He growls at me and has the nerve to look angry. My anger raises and I scowl at him.
"Do you think I will believe that when I saw you on TV with her!" I try to keep my voice low. He stands up from the bed.
"I said I didn't do anything with her that night but we had a relationship later. And I have fucked her many times." He says, rather harshly and I wince at his words. He realizes what he just said and groans. "I'm sorry. But you wanted to know." He says. I try to control my tears. “Can I ask you something?" He says when I don't say anything. I give him a nod.
"Did you...you know...be with someone? After our divorce?" He asks. I look at him like ‘are you serious?’
“What do you think?" I ask back instead of answering his question.
"I don't know. But I wish you didn't." He says and rubs his hands on his thighs.
"Because you're mine.” He said and looked at me with lust-filled eyes. My anger increased at his words.
"So you can fuck as many women as you want but I can't be with someone if I wanted to?" I asked angrily. He nodded his head and continued to look at me. Is he fucking serious? "I was in a relationship for a few months and we were sexually active.” I lied hoping he would buy it. His eyes grew wide and they showed nothing but anger. He walked toward me and grabbed my shoulders harshly.
"Tell me it's a lie." He growled.
“What? I can't be with someone if I wanted to?" I asked and pushed his hands away. He remained silent and I continued. "Why are you still seeing that woman if you know the truth?" I asked him.
"I can't just cut her off completely. She works for me." He said and pinched the bridge of his nose. He cupped my face in his large hands and looked into my eyes. "Look, I love you and only you. She just works for me and she doesn't mean anything to me. Just... just trust me, will you?.” He said and leaned to place his lips on mine. The kiss was just sweet and passionate and I pulled away after a few Seconds.
"I wish you would just stop seeing her." I sighed as his arms wrapped around me.
"Me too. But I can't. I need her in this work." He sighed.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked and he nodded resting his head on my shoulder.
“Who...who sent the.. the pictures?" I stuttered. He pulled away from me but his arms remained where they were, around me.
"I have someone in mind." He says.
"Who?" I pressed and fisted his shirt in my palm.
“Babe.” He cupped my cheeks again. "Don't worry about it. I am taking care of it." He kisses my head.
"But-" He interrupted me. "No buts. Let's go to bed. I am tired." His hands trailed down to my ass and he gave a light squeeze and I squealed.
"Damon!" I hit his chest. He chuckles and
his chest vibrates against mine and he lifts me into his arms. I wrap my legs around his torso. He carries me to the bed and lays me on it, him on top of me. His lips find mine and he kisses me hungrily. I push at his chest and he pulls away from me.
"You said you are tired." I tease. He furrowed his eyebrows and pouts. I giggle. He cuts me off by kissing me again and continues to kiss down my neck and jaw. "Damon..." I moan.
"Mmm...” he moaned in response. "I love you." He kissed my lips again.
Shall I say them? I knew I loved him but I was afraid that he would hurt me again and that I would regret saying those words to him again.
"What are you thinking?" Damon asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I shook my head and kissed his jaw. I love you," I said and he sighed. I would say these words, again and again, to see that smile on his face. His lips found mine once again and we both got lost in each other.
Lucia's POV
"Damon?" Someone knocked on the door, waking me up from a deep sleep. His naked body was pressed against mine and I blushed hard when I recalled last night's event.
His arm was draped over my stomach and his head lay on the crook of my neck, his breath sending shivers down my spine. "Damon?" I heard the knock again and I untangled myself from him.
I put on my robe that was lying discarded on the floor and covered Damon with a sheet of our bed. He hugged my pillow and continued to sleep. I walked to the door and opened it and saw Juliette standing there.
"Good morning, honey." She greeted me as I walked out and closed the door behind me. "Sorry for disturbing you. Is Damon in?" She apologized.
"It's okay, I had to wake up anyway." I smiled at her. "Damon is inside. He's actually sleeping. I guess he’s tired from all the traveling." I chuckled and she smiled at me.
“Well... I wanted to talk to him." She sighed and I furrowed my brows.
"Is everything okay?" I asked her.
"Yea, Yea. It's just that my husband and I thought of going back home." She admitted.
"Oh." I didn't know what to say. I actually met them after a very long time and I missed them so much. I just wished they would stay for a few more days but I could understand that they have their own issues to take care of.
"Babe?" Damon opened the door and I turned around to him. He was wearing pajama pants and was shirtless.
"Good morning, mum." He noticed her.
"Is everything okay?" He asked, looking in between me and his stepmom. We both nodded our heads.
"I just came to talk to you." Julietta said and Damon nodded, asking her to go on. "Your dad and I are going back to Ireland to take care of Georgiana and Alex.” She informed him.
"Okay. When?” He asked her.
"As soon as possible. Maybe tonight." She sighed and Damon agreed.
"I'll let the pilot know." He said and Damon nodded before leaving the two of us alone. "What's wrong?" He wrapped his arms around me and walked us back into the bedroom.
"Nothing. I'm just missing them, even when they haven't left yet." I admitted. He smiled at me and kissed my forehead making my heart flutter.
"It's okay. We'll go back in a few days and you can see them again." He said. "You look beautiful by the way." He kissed my head.
"Few days? What do you mean?" I pulled away from him ignoring my heated cheeks and moving towards the bed. I needed to dress up.
"Yes. We were supposed to go back, remember? After we got remarried?” He reminded me, sitting on the couch by the window.
"But we are not getting married." I stated.
"I know. We are gonna take this slow but that doesn't mean you shouldn't come back to England with me." He looked at me intently and I stared back at him. He continued when I didn't respond. "The kids are already enrolled in a school that I own and I wouldn't appreciate you working." He said and I scowled at him. What does he
mean by that?
“What do you mean?" I voiced my thoughts and he simply shrugged. "I'm going to work, Damon. I don't want to sit in a house all day, doing nothing." I say.
"So you'll move back?" He asked, smirking.
"That's not what I meant." I groaned. "All I am saying is if I should move back, I would work." I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Fine." He sighed and I smiled. I walked towards him and kissed his forehead. He smiled back at me and tried to pull me to him but I moved away quickly and walked into the bathroom. I heard his footsteps behind me and I locked the door.
"Lucy! Open the door.” He commanded.
"No." I laughed. I know what's going to happen if he comes inside and the thought of it makes my cheeks heat up. "Go wake the kids up." I ordered and heard him growl.
“You are such a tease." He sighed and I heard him walk away. I waited until I heard the door close before stripping myself to take a bath.
Once done with my bath, I wrapped a towel around my body and walked to the sink to brush my teeth. While on it, I replayed Damon's words in my mind. I remembered that time when I used to sit at home all day doing nothing because he wouldn't let me work.
"I don't want you to work, Lucia." He said sternly.
"But I want to." I whined. He sighed heavily and rubbed his temples in frustration. This argument has been going on for a while now and we both weren't agreeing with each other.
"Damon." He sighed again when I called him.
"Look, babe you don't have to work. I earn more than enough money to carry us for the rest of our lives and it's not safe for you to work with that bastard."
His anger returned at the mention of my boss. My boss had asked me on a date and when I told Damon about it, he was not at all happy about it.
"Damon..." I groaned. "This isn't about Mr. Mathews. This is about me." His phone vibrated and he pulled it out of his pants pocket.
"This discussion is over." He snapped and left the room taking the call. "Yes, Jack?" I heard him answer his assistant and I released a breath that I was holding for long. When he was done with the call, he returned into the room and without uttering a word, changed his suit and grabbed his briefcase and walked out, without glancing at me. I sat on the bed and put my head in my hands. I've always hated fighting with him. I heard our bedroom door open again, I looked up and he walked to me. He set his briefcase on the floor and pulled me up by my shoulders. He cupped my cheeks and before I knew what was happening, he stole a kiss from me, nice and deep.
By the time he pulled away, I was out of breath. "I love you. Stay safe." He said and walked out again.
I smiled at the memory and shook my head. I rinsed my mouth and walked out of the room. I opened the closet and decided to go with a plain black top and white pants. I stood in front of the mirror and for the second time in a long while, I applied some make-up for the day. I felt little arms wrap around my legs and I jumped a little. I looked down and saw Evan hugging my legs.
"Hey, baby." I set my eyeliner down and picked him up in my arms.
"I'm still tired mommy." He complained. "I don't want to go to school." He whined and I laughed.
"You have to go to school, baby." I kissed his chubby cheek and he went on whining against my neck.
"No. They are not going to school." I heard Damon's voice behind me and I scowled at him. Evan pulled away from my neck and wrapped his arms around it.
"Why?" I asked Damon, confused.
"Because I am taking them somewhere.” He said and Emma nodded her little head in agreement. She was holding onto Damon's hand, while standing next to him.
“Where are you taking them?" I asked him. "They can't skip school. They missed two days already."
“They are transferred to the school In London. So it's okay. I know the principle of this school anyway." He smirked at me.
"Damon..." I wanted to scold him, but he interrupted me by biting gently on my lower lip. Evan squealed next to me and I heard Emma giggling. Damon pulled away from me.
"Again." They both said and Damon chuckled lightly before planting another kiss on my lip and I couldn't help but smile against his lips. By the time we pulled away both Emma and Evan were grinning from