Sociopath's Obsession(47)

“No one will harm you, okay, kiddo?” He didn't look convinced, but gave me a nod anyway. We pushed them down on the mattress and gave them a clean blanket. They hugged each other and sat quietly. I felt Dom’s hand on my shoulder and turned around.

“We can’t save them.”

“We have no choice.”

He looked down, but then raised his steely eyes. “If we do this, we need to do it tomorrow. I don’t give a shit about my life, but they…” He pointed to the kids, and his words caught in his throat, but he made himself continue, “they deserve better, and I don’t want them to suffer like we did.” And I understood it was his promise to me.

He didn't give a shit about saving himself, but for those kids, he would do everything in his power. Which meant that no one would sleep that night. We had only twenty-four hours to save ourselves and those kids. Untouched souls who deserved better.

We sat down beside the kids, and I saw how Beth moved toward Dom and rested her head on his shoulder as he hugged her. Ben did the same. Their faces were so trusting in their sleep. The part of my heart that could still feel broke in that moment, not only for those kids, but also for the kids Dom and I used to be. No one had been there to hug and protect us. The kids would get all the protection we had to give.



Sapphire

Someone shook my arm, and it annoyed the hell out of me. The bright sunlight in the room didn't allow me to open up my eyes, and honestly, I didn't want to. Who the hell would it be? We hardly had any visitors in our apartment, and Sophie knew better than to wake me up when I had worked the late-night shift. I took the pillow beside me and threw it at her without opening my eyes, and rolled to my stomach, victoriously grabbing the blanket and diving under it.

I heard an exasperated intake of breath and my warm cocoon was stripped from me, leaving me shivering freaking naked in the cold!

“Soph, are you out of your mind? I want to sleep!” Finally, I snapped open my eyes and froze.

Damian studied my naked body.

Right. I wasn't home, and everything that happened wasn't some kind of bad dream.

Internationally-known Sociopath kidnapped me, showed me the wonders of sex, and took care of me in the bathtub. No big deal, right?

His eyes darkened, so I rose to my knees, picked up the other pillow from the bed, and tried to cover my front with it, not that it did any good.

“I think I’ve already seen it all, Sapphire.” He smirked, but it didn't reach his eyes. It irritated me how he liked using my name all the time, pointing out that he was talking to me, as though other people were here.

“What do you want?” I snapped, and he raised his brows. His eyes turned dangerous for a bit, clearly not liking my tone. “Stop it!” His stare was unsettling and made me feel as though I did something wrong. I was out of my mind crazy; what he had was probably contagious.

“Stop what, Sapphire?”

Oh, for Christ’s sake! “Stop staring at me like that, and stop saying my freaking name every time you speak to me!”

The minute my words left my mouth, two things happened at once. His stare changed from indifferent and cold, to heated and possessive, and within a second, he had me pinned to the bed, his hands holding mine above my head while his lower body was pushing against my pelvis. He wiggled between my legs and I had no choice but to raise my knees, which brought him closer to me. I bit my lip, because my traitorous body reacted to the closeness of his.

Damian’s eyes lowered to my lips. I couldn't help myself; I licked them, and with an angry groan, he leaned down and kissed me hard. His tongue didn’t ask permission this time. He took and sucked and bit. I felt my core get wet, and involuntarily, I started to rub myself on him. He removed his mouth from mine, and I had to raise my head to follow him once his lips left me. He leaned over me, his hands on each side of my head, and then we had this stupid staring contest again.

“Do not talk to me like that ever again, Sapphire.” My eyes narrowed, and I was about to speak up when his hand covered my mouth, not gently but harshly, sending a thrill through my body. “I will say your name as much as I want to. Stop provoking me.”

Was he right? Was I provoking him to do something to me, so I would hate him without any remorse? He watched me for a few more seconds, stood up, and strolled to the door. Without turning back, he rotated his head to the side.

In an indifferent voice, he said, “I’m going out now. You will be alone for a few hours. A phone is in the kitchen with only my number. Sapphire, whatever you do, or whomever you call, I will know. Do you want to put anyone in danger?” I shook my head, because it was hard to ignore the threat in his voice. “Good, something else awaits you in the kitchen.”