Forbidden Desire. | ✓

(30) She's Back.

Sahara is in the bathroom about to take off her makeup. She puts her hair up in a bun and leans against the sink counter to get close to the mirror.

All she could think about is how magical the night felt. It felt too good to be real. When she first married Damian, she thought that was the end for her life but he has given new meaning to her life. She can truly say she's happy.

She wipes off the last bit of makeup from her face and rinses her face with water. She leans against the counter to get close enough tot he mirror to examine if she has anything left on her face. She suddenly feels pressure against her back. She knows it's Damian. She could feel his hard crotch against her behind.

He leans toward her ears and he wraps his arms from around her back. He whispers in a deep tone, "I could take you from the back. I bet your ass is as juicy as it looks." He grabs her rear, making Sahara jump.

Sahara feels goosebumps go down her back but quickly turns around. She pushes him against the wall as she traces his tattoos with her fingers on his bare chest.

"Ou, someone's getting feisty. You're so bloody sexy." Damian smirks down at her.

Sahara's hand grabs at belt of his pants as if she was about to take it off. Damian's breathing has increased from the intensity of the moment. Then, Sahara flashes him the most innocent smile, "Goodnight, Mr. Vasiliev." And walks away.

Damian's expression looks shocked, "You little– you are such a fucking tease. Come back here."

He chases her around the room as Sahara screams, running in the opposite direction. He chases her until he finally catches her and tackles her body onto the bed.

His body hovering over hers, trapping her underneath him, "You can't run from me, you can't tease me like that and run away." His tatted up body, a little sweaty from the chase, making him glisten when the light hits.

She grabs him and pulls him down beside her, "Can I just hold you tonight?" She doesn't look him in the eye.

Sahara's sudden innocent comment throws Damian off guard. "Yes, of course. Is everything okay?"

"I don't know, I just– this is going to sound so stupid but I'm getting this bad feeling. Like something bad wil– never mind." Sahara didn't want to say it but she had a gut wrenching feeling. Something inside of her keeps telling her there's something bad coming, a big storm, and she feels as if it might happen. But then again, she thinks how crazy how all of this sounds. It can't be anything, right?

Damian doesn't say anything. He holds her against his warm body as she loosened up and eventually falls asleep.

• • •

Damian's phone vibrates, he checks to see who it is. The text reads: "are we meeting tonight? 👅"

He looks at the Sahara who is blissfully sleeping with a slight smile on her face. He looks back at the text.

He looks at the time, 3:30AM, he replies: "not tonight. I'm busy."

The person replies back, "you're not with her, are you? You do plan on leaving her after everything is complete?"

Damian could feel his head pounding, this is wrong, this is so fucking wrong. He replies: "don't worry."

The person replies: "I better fucking hope you aren't falling for that bitch. I am the one you want, and you know it."