Chapter 67

Yet, he never said a word to her. In his night shorts, he lay on the bed facing up as usual. Engulfed in fear, Elodre's body was twitching fiercely as she was listening to his breath. She's become so scared of him that it felt like she was endangered. It felt like he was gonna storm on her and strangle her.

Yet, he didn't utter a word.

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Weston allowed Jigyasa to relax for a couple of minutes after dinner and he'd been watching her all through. It was rocket science to take his gaze off his diamond. Her tenderness and innocence never fail to strike him hard each time he looks at her. Oh, my! His baby. He hurt his baby's feelings last night!! He thought. Damn! He can't believe he yelled at her like that when she came to welcome him at the door. Oh!

He blew out heavily. Oh my god!! Did he do that?! My god! Yet she prepared dinner for him? What a virtue! Oh, diamond. "My love, are you okay?"

She nodded slightly…but she wasn't okay. She can't be fine after he'd hurt and frighten her like that. He thought. "Let's go upstairs, my love." He arose.

As she walked past him, he gently caught her slim body in his big arm and cuddled her. "Look at me, diamond."

He was struck by her innocent look. He could see tears glittering in her emerald-green eyes. Damn! Why is she so frightened of him? He was studying her closely. "Oh, my god! Baby…" He sighed and lifted her into his arms. Gazing down he kissed her passionately. "Oh, my love, don't cry, please. It breaks my heart. Don't cry, diamond…" He pressed his face against hers.

He made her sit on the bed when they got into the room and he took off his shirt, revealing his thick masculinity. He took off his singlet as well and Jigyasa couldn't take her eyes off his hard muscles. In his spotless white skin, he looked younger and stronger each day. The perfect curves of his huge muscles were driving her crazy. She just wanted to touch him. She wants to be wrapped in those powerful arms that are strong enough to crush a rock…but he won't crush her. She wants to rest her head on his enormous chest.

Damn! Weston is so fuckin ripped. Can a guy be this big and perfect?! He's so hot! She admired him. Man! His back was so thick and muscular. He was on a call. Oh, God, she's gonna run to him right now. She thought. "Weston, please…" She whispered, her eyes glowing with hunger.

In a couple of minutes, he hung up and came to her. "Aww Diamond, have you been waiting for me? Oh, come here." Smiling down at her, he sat beside her and wrapped his arms around her, bestowing kisses on her face, yet she was mindful of him.

Gently pulling her with him, he lay on the bed and rested his back against the doubled pillows while she laid her head on his chest. Kissing her, he was stroking her back.

She can't believe Weston is calm tonight. God knows she'd been anxious about how to face him when he came back tonight. She was so frightened last night. His anger was so raw and the way he yelled at her caused her terrible heartache. She thought he would hit her or something. But, now she's in his arms. His powerful sheltering arms. Bruh, she'd never seen such a dangerous man her whole life. Should she talk about it? She wondered. At least he's understanding…and not mad tonight. Or…would that piss him off?

Studying her closely, he noticed the fear that sparked in her eyes when she lifted her glittery gaze upon him. Blinking, she lowered her gaze. Struck by that, he pressed kisses on her forehead. "It's okay, my love." He was still stroking her back, trying to calm her down. "It's okay, baby. Don't be afraid, okay? Baby, I love you so much and would never hurt you intentionally. I care so much about you, darling. You're my baby. My love. I would never lay my hands on you, diamond, never." He quivered. "I'm so sorry about last night, sweetheart. I'm sorry."

"You know shit happens at times," He continued, fixing his gaze on her. "Trust me, my love. I never meant…to go nuts on you, diamond. I was outta my mind…and didn't realize. You had absolutely nothing to do with whatever happened yesterday…you did nothing wrong, okay? I…I know you didn't walk away from me last night…I'm sorry for lashing out at you like that, my princess." He kissed her tears. "Oh, no, diamond, don't cry…please don't…" Damn! He's gonna cry for her right now. "Don't cry…I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, my baby."

His arms were tight around her. "The love of my life. Oh, my heartbeat. My diamond." He pressed kisses on her lips and she kissed him back. And a big smile lit up his face. "My baby…" He arranged her hair. "Oh, my love. I so fuckin love you, my Jig. Or should I call you Jigy?"

Smiling, she blushed. "And I'll call you Westy, aka Westonquake."

He laughed hard. "What's this Westonquake, my love? So you've not forgotten about that silly name."

"That's your name," She said.

Oh, thank goodness! He grinned, all relieved to see her cute smile again. "Oh, my Jigy…"

"No," She said. "I'm diamond."

"Oh," He laughed. "So you love that name? Aww my diamond." He pressed kisses on her forehead and she chuckled.

"But, Weston," She said.

"Yes, diamond?" He stroked her back.

"Why were you that furious last night?" She asked. "I…I was really scared. You scared me…and…and I didn't see that coming…" She trembled.

And this concerned him. She was trembling in his arms. He gazed intensely at her for a while and said softly, "Baby, did I scare you? Oh, my love, you mean, I frightened you?"

"Y…yes, you…you did," She quivered.

"Aww, my love," His voice was so soft, and his eyes glittered with compassion and wholesomeness. "I frightened my baby girl? Did I frighten my diamond? My heartbeat. My sunshine…my one and only baby. So you were scared of me? Is that what you mean, my love?"