Chapter 27

Our marriage is being made public?
Tara's face turns pale and I know she isn't happy about this. If our marriage is made public, millions of people will know. Both our families have a strong presence in the economic and social world. I've had paparazzi follow me around since i was old enough to know what a camera was. My parents had to file a lawsuit and since then, I've not seen any around me. But if I step out, I still see pictures of myself. Damien's social presence is more than mine so imagine how many people will be of interest. One of the most eligible bachelor's has been married for two years. Tara knows that our marriage getting public will make the fact that we're married prominent and she doesn't want that. She wants Damien and she doesn't want me to have all the attention she believes is hers.
Liza gives me a surprised look and Sam gapes at Damien. "Damien dear" Tara says holding his hand. "you know you don't have to do that right"
The sight of her hands on his makes me upset and I don't even know why. Damien tenses but doesn't make an attempt to shake her hands off and that infuriates me more.
I abruptly stand and push my chair backwards causing a loud squeak. Everyone turns their attention to me and I ignore them. I pick my phone and start packing my plates. Liza attempts to join me but I stop her. I want her to have a nice time with Sam, I'll deal with my problems alone.
I take my plates and go to the kitchen to get them cleaned up. When I finish I make my way upstairs to my room. What's making me angry is not the fact that he didn't shrug her hands off. It's the fact that she's always trying to have access to my life and everything that's related to my life. I'm so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't notice Damien is in the room with me.
I look up to see him leaning on the closed door with folded arms. Some of his hair has fallen on his face and his hazel eyes are a deeper shade of green.
"Why did you leave the dinning table like that?" His cool voice echoes round the room. His eyes are staring deeply at me and i avert my gaze.
"I was done eating" I simply say.
"No you were not. You barely eat today" he states firmly.
I give him an incredulous look "I didn't feel like eating"
"Francesca, you didn't come to the room yesterday, neither did you talk to me this morning"
"considering the fact that you spoke to me and I didn't reply" I say sarcastically. "go downstairs, they must be waiting for you"
Damien stares at me for a moment before moving closer and sitting on a nearby mini couch. "why are you making the marriage public?" I ask in a whisper.
"the contract states that we do"
I sigh and stand up to go to the window. It has started raining heavily. I didn't even see the signs cause I was at dinner. I really love it when it rains, it gives me peace. The clouds get darker and so does the room.The lights are on but I only have neutral and dim lights in my room. It gets cold and I fold my arms as I watch the raining scenery outside.
I feel Damien come and take a stand beside me and I tense up immediately. His presence is always domineering and so noticable. "I didn't know it was going to rain today" He says looking outside.
I listen but I don't answer. We stand in silence for a while before he speaks "I guess we won't be going to a club today" this catches my attention and I turn to face him. Though it's a little dark, I still see his full features and how his eyes sparkle when there's a thunder light.
"Club?" I ask in confusion. He faces me and nods. "Yes club, we were planning to go to a club after dinner to celebrate Sam and your friend then just go out. But the rain seems to have a problem"
I smirk when an idea comes to mind "so you guys are scared of a little rain. You don't want to wet your expensive tux"
Damien chuckles lightly "we're considering you girls. We don't want your hairs to get wet. Or your makeup to get smudged"
I raise my brows "excuse me? I have better things to think of than having my makeup smudged"
The clouds get darker and so does the room. Damien moves closer and wraps his hands around my waist. I freeze, shocked at his action. His face doesn't show any emotions. He gives a light smirk before speaking in a whisper "then I guess you won't mind this" with that his lips claims mine and the world literally freezes at the spot.
He kissed me...