Chapter 68

"Sometimes," She said, and he sat up. She was still in his arms. "When you're angry."

"Seriously?" He raised a brow.

"Especially last night," She said without looking at him. "The way you screamed at me at the door…"

"Oh, honey," His voice was so tender.

"And…when you told me you don't wanna see me around you…"

He gasped in astonishment. "Baby, d…did I say that to you? Tell me, my love…please."

"Yes," She glanced at him.

"I did?" He was surprised. "When?"

"Th…the time I…I came into the room and s…sat by your side…and was about to tell you I've prepared dinner for you."

"Aww, baby," He gently cupped her face with his palm. "Look at me, my love. Is that what you wanted to tell me?"

"Yes," She flushed red with shyness and he was gazing directly into her eyes. She just couldn't look at him for two seconds straight. His presence is overwhelming. His soft side is wholesome.

"Oh," He said. Oh, damn! He could cry for her. She didn't deserve such harsh treatment. "I never knew that's what you wanted to say, diamond."

"I…I was afraid you were gonna hit me…especially when I left the room and you called me back. I…I just couldn't stand your anger…which is the main reason I…I left the room."

God! Her words. Her words were crushing his bones. So, all these things have been in her head? He thought. Oh, damn. Oh, God! He knows she gets scared of him. He sees that on several occasions but to hear her talk about it melts his heart. He sighed.

He's rough. He's a fuckin rough guy, and everyone knows this. He thought. But not on his girl. Now that she's told him he must learn to cool off sometimes around her. Oh, my love. My sweetheart. He never in a million years meant to frighten her. How can he do that to his baby?

Studying her closely, he sighed. "Baby…my love. My sugar." His arms tightened around her and he stroked her back. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry, my heart. Baby, I will never lay my hands on you no matter how angry I might be. I'll never beat you for any fuckin reason, my love. Never. I know you were afraid, diamond. I saw it in your eyes and your reaction. I feel so horrible about that."

He blew out heavily. "I'm sorry about everything, diamond. I want you to trust me. I want you to understand that your man would never in his fuckin life lay his goddamn hands on you, okay?"

She smiled at that.

"Oh, baby, I'm serious," He said softly. "Whenever I come home mad don't say anything to me at that moment. Just gimme some space, okay? And then you can tell me whatever you wish when I've calmed down. If you try to say something to me when I'm angry I won't understand 'cause I ain't thinking straight at the moment, hence I end up hurting your feelings without even knowing."

"I never in a million years wanna make you cry. I don't want you to be scared of me," He said. "Diamond?"

"Yes?" She answered.

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

"Yes, I do," She said.

"Good," He said. "I would never lay my hands on you, okay? Just understand me, sweetheart." He pressed a kiss on her forehead. "I love you, baby."

"I love you, Weston," She said, gazing up at him.

"Are you alright now, diamond?" He asked.

"What if I wanna tell you about dinner?" She asked.

Aww, diamond. He smiled at her innocence. She's so pure like Elodre. They are both virtuous and rare ladies. He could have said they were sisters if not that he knew they weren't. "You can tell me about dinner, my love. But not immediately." He was smiling down at her. "Did you wanna snuggle with me last night?"

She blushed and covered her face with her palms. "Weston stop please…"

"Why are you shy, diamond?" He laughed. "I know what you do. I know you're my clingy little princess. You love it when I cuddle you, don't you?"

He gently took her hands away from her face and kissed her. "Oh, my love. My diamond. Sorry for making you sleep by yourself last night, okay? I'm so sorry about that."

She smiled. Weston is everything. He's smart and observant. He just knows the right words to say. He says almost everything that's in her mind. He's quenched her trauma and panic attacks.

"Diamond," He said. "Do you perhaps have anxiety attacks?"

My God!! How did he know?!!! He must be reading her mind!! "Yes,"

"Really?" He said, cupping her tiny face in his palm. "For how long?"

"Since childhood," She said.

"Since childhood?!" Shock was glittering in his blue eyes. "Why?"

"Cause me…my parents were toxic," She gazed up at him. "They hit and yell at me all the time."

"Are you kidding me right now?" He assessed her. "And you never told me this?"

"I…I'm sorry…" She said,

"Oh, comm'n," He said. "Don't apologize, baby. Is that why you flinch all the time?"

She nodded slightly.

"Oh, God, baby," He said calmly "But why didn't you tell me about such stress? Do you know that's a trauma, my love? You're traumatized." His gaze was fixed on her. Arranging her hair, he kissed her. "Diamond, why did you hide this from me, huh?"

"I…I…" She railed off and lowered her gaze.

A smile pulled his lips and he sighed. "It's okay, my love. It's okay." He was stroking her back. "I understand. I know you were scared of telling me that. But, baby I don't bite. Do I?"

"Yes," She said and he chuckled softly.

"No, baby, I don't," He caressed her cheeks. "There's no way I could have gotten mad at you if you'd told me about your anxiety attacks. Comm'n baby. You're my diamond. My heartbeat. Whenever you don't feel good, lemme know without hesitation. Make sure to tell me about it, okay? I love you."

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'Meet me in my office.' Sam read the message Cayden had sent to her.

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