Forbidden Desire. | ✓

(25) Give All My Secrets Away.

A/N: IMPORTANT NOTE AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER! PLEASE DON'T SKIP IT!

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Damian has been up for hours, watching Sahara's calm breathing, the way her chest goes up and down when she breathes in and out. The way she is cuddled unto his side and fits right in as if she was made for him. Everything about her made him calm, it was as if one glimpse at her washed over some kind of relief over him. He doesn't know much about love, in fact, he doesn't even know what he's feeling towards her: is it love? Is it infatuation? Is it sensual? Is she getting too close? What if she hurts him? He doesn't know anything, but, the one thing he does know is that he can't ever let her leave him or else it might crush him.

Damian looks at the clock and it read 7:24AM, "oh shit, I'm bloody late for work." He kisses Sahara's forehead. He was about proceed to go to the bathroom when Sahara grabs his hand, "Do you have to go today?" Sahara says in her groggy, morning voice. Damian could already feel his body reacting, she sounds so damn sexy.

He sits down beside her as she props herself up on the headboard. Sahara couldn't help but stare at Damian's physique, the tattoos, the muscles, his tan skin, everything about him has her drooling over him. Damian smirks, "Round two?"

Sahara looks at him with crinkled eyebrows, "Round Two? I– oh, oH, OH, OH NO, PLEASE GET TO WORK." Sahara suddenly blushing uncontrollably and pulling up the blankets up to her neck.

Damian's smirk becomes even deeper as he places a hand on her cheeks and inches closer and closer until Sahara could feel his breathing on her nose. "Are you sure about that?" Damian asks in a breathy tone sending shivers down Sahara's back.

Not being able to control herself any longer, "Kiss me." Sahara says impulsively, surprising herself.

Damian didn't even react, he crashes his lips onto her as if he was waiting for her to give him permission. Their kiss becomes deeper and deeper as Sahara could feel herself sink into the headboards of the bed. His hands wrapped around her body to get as close as he could possibly be to her physically.

She stops to catch her breath. She's looking into his eyes, looking for answers of her own: is this lust or love? Is he going to make me or break me? His eyes soft and almost loving. She could tell he wasn't giving it his all but she remembered what Elizabeth had told her, he just doesn't want to get hurt.

She caresses his cheek, leaving a kiss on his forehead, both of his cheeks, his nose, and finally a peck on his lips. Sahara has her legs wrapped around his waist as she rests her head on his shoulder, with her arms around his neck. His grip around her body becomes tighter as if he wants to hold her from running away.

She whispers in his ears, "Go to work." Damian could feel Sahara's smirk against his ear. Accepting defeat, he makes his way to the bathroom to get ready for work.

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Sahara takes a shower and reads Fajr Nama'az (morning prayer). She thanks Allah for the sudden change in Damian's demeanour, it was a miracle because Sahara was sure her life was going into the depths of insanity if Damian kept up his frightful ways.

As she finishes Nama'az, she sits there and wonders, what if he didn't change? What if I'm being used for my body? Those thoughts filled Sahara with disgust, she felt sick to her stomach. But something inside her wiped out that thought almost instantly: You will be fine, he really does care, Sahara. Stop over-thinking the blessings in your life.