The Beast Inside (Unedited Version)

Chapter = 22

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-dreamer37 (Shine Hope)

Chapter – 22 (unedited)

Cherryl was awake but still she kept her eyes closed in a hope that the dream she was having would continue further. She wanted to know how it will end. In her dream she was in her house with her mother and sister. Her sister was making breakfast again and her mom was reading newspaper when suddenly the door bell rang and Cherryl went to answer the door, that’s where the dream ended. She wanted to know who was at the door.

She sighed and opened her eyes. The clock hanging on the wall came in to her view and she realized that it was eight in the morning. She knew that she has to wake up or she’ll become lazy, though there was no use for her to wake up early as she couldn’t go to college but still she was an early riser and she wanted that habit to stay as it was.

When her senses woke up, she felt a hot breath on her neck. She frowned and slowly twisted her body and turned her head towards the intruder. Her body jolted when she spotted Damien Richards lying next to her. Every cell in her body became aware of the electricity passing between them. She could literally touch the small sparks and her mark was itching as well. Her face was so close to his as their noses were almost touching.

Any other day she would have jumped away from him and ran out of the room but today her body won’t let her. She wanted to put some distance between them but her eyes were busy taking in the details of his flawless face. Her eyes were seeing him in a whole new light and he was simply breath-taking. Her eyes roamed from his disheveled dark brown hair down to his eyes with dark long eye lashes then to his straight nose, strong jaw line and at last to his twin soft lips. Her eyes lingered there for a while before moving down to his creamy white throat. Suddenly, she felt a strong urge to touch him and feel the softness of his skin on the tips of her finger.

‘He’s sleeping… he won’t know… just one touch…’ A thought echoed in her mind.

‘Nooo…!!!’  A second voice replied, strongly.

‘ You know you want to…’

‘N-nooo…!!’ This time the second voice was faint.

Cherryl shook her head in order to block the both voices. All the voices faded away when she felt a warm softness on the tips of her fingers. Her eyes followed her arm and widened in surprise when they finally landed on her palm which was now in contact with the warm skin of Damien’s cheek and she was lost again, in the mesmerizing image. Sun- rays were dancing around on his hair and caressing his face. Her eyes followed the path of the rays and went down to his hard muscular chest.

His torso was bare.

 This fact alone was enough for her to get her brain to work properly.

She immediately stood up from the bed. As soon as she stood up she heard a groan, and as a subconscious reaction her head turned towards the bed again. She was taken aback by the smiling face of Damien Richards, who was now sitting and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. The blanket which was covering most of the part of his chest slipped to his waist, exposing his hard muscles. He stretched his body making the muscles on the various parts of his upper body, bulge. She has heard girl talks about male physique and judging from that Damien was the epitome of perfection. He looked like a model straight out from the cover page of some fashion magazine. She felt her cheeks warming up when she realized that she was openly gawking at Damien’s body like some obsessed female. She was never attracted to the male population, physically but one look at his muscular body had her heart skipping beats and her cheeks blushing.