Chapter 36: Tenderness at sunset

I felt this moment of warmth between Damon and me, which made me relax and forget a lot of my worries for a while.
Stretching lazily, I rubbed myself in his arms again and found a very comfortable position to lie down.
The sunset outside the window spilled on the bed and on both of us, and I felt the warmth of the sunset and Damon's strong, powerful heartbeat, all of which made me sink.
"I want to sleep some more." My voice was lazy and I tried to pamper Damon.
Damon is just too good, even a body like mine, which exercises every week, can't resist his tossing and turning, and now I just want to sleep peacefully and well.
Under the tense atmosphere of the past few days, I have long been physically and mentally exhausted, and after the release I got just now, I could no longer support myself and wanted to crave more of this momentary relaxation.
"What a lazy fox."
Damon reached out to help me brush my forehead hair, scolded me with a smile, then carefully picked me up and walked in the direction of the bathroom.
I had long since lost the slightest bit of strength and let Damon move me around with his arms around me.
Feeling the familiar feeling of Damon putting me in the tub and helping me rinse off the traces of intimacy I had just experienced, a lightning bolt flashed through my brain and I suddenly remembered what this familiar feeling was.
I had also fallen asleep after our first completed intimacy in the car, and had felt this way while I was asleep.
Now it looked like Damon had cleaned my body then, too.
I opened my eyes, widened them at Damon's serious look, his jawline, which had been razor-sharp, softened by the sunset light, and his handsomeness made it impossible to take your eyes off him.
I've seen the domineering him, the furious him, the cunning him, the strong him, and now I see the gentle him, and it's amazing how he can have so many emotions on display in front of me.
I think I have a better understanding of him.
But if you ask me which side of Damon I like the most, I still love the confident him the most, that time was his most handsome look, of course he is just as handsome now.
"What are you looking at?"
Damon seemed to notice my gaze, he stopped moving his hands and looked down at me.
I met his turquoise eyes again, and I swear, if I had to look at him twice more, I would have sunk into his beauty.
But we were in a money-trading relationship, just a trading relationship.
I silently warned myself in my mind not to fall for this beautiful and dangerous man, I had to keep my sanity.
I just needed to release my stress by having sex with him, that's all.
"You're so pretty."
The corners of Damon's mouth rose at my compliment, and it was such a charming smile that I almost looked stunned.
I have to admit, in terms of beauty, Damon is definitely the number one handsome man I've ever seen.
"Can I unmask you?"
Damon saw that my eyes were lost and reached out and lifted my chin so that my eyes could look directly at him, and with his other hand, he had wrapped it around the ribbon behind my mask.
"No!"
My eyes flashed quickly, my sanity returning, while my body jerked away from his arms and leaned against the corner of the tub, already in a defensive position.
Damon's eyes flickered for a moment and he sighed before saying, "You don't have to be so alarmed, I won't force you to do what you don't want to do."
I trusted him to be a man of his word, but still didn't drop the hand I was guarding over my mask.
Damon sighed, got out of the tub, wrapped his robe around him, and walked out of the bathroom, saying to me before closing the door, "I'm going to make dinner, is it okay if you take your own shower?"
I nodded with a red face, and only then did Damon close the bathroom door and go out completely.
In fact, because I was wearing a mask, Damon was only able to judge my emotions from my movements and eyes, and could not see any expression on my face at all, but I still couldn't help but blush when I was confronted with some of his concerns.
Just like now, this allows me to have a lot of security.
I rinsed myself off as fast as I could and frowned as I picked out my clothes in the checkroom.
I forced myself to hold back my surprise and not exclaim God.
There were so many clothes here, from casual and comfortable hoodies to sexy and provocative evening gowns, almost everything that could be worn in every style and every scene.
This practice is quite an exaggeration, even my family, no one has ever spent so much money for a stripper.
I felt for a moment that I had never had so many clothes in the rooms of my parents' house.
By the time I changed into a looser t-shirt and jeans and appeared in the living room, Damon had already fried the steak and placed it on the dining room table.
At the same time two glasses of red wine had been poured on the table, and Damon was sitting in one of them flipping through his phone, seemingly dealing with company business.
"Hey, did you do all this?"
I pointed to a few other dishes on the table besides the steak, and he actually cooked two foie gras in such a short period of time.
Also made a burger to put on my side of the seat.
I rolled my eyes in my mind, wondering why this man thought I had such a large appetite to prepare so much food.
When Damon heard my voice, he put down the phone in his hand and pushed it aside, looked up at me and nodded seriously.
He now looks like a big dog waiting for his master's praise, which doesn't match the noble aura he had before in any way.
"These are the ingredients that were just delivered at noon today, don't worry."
Damon saw me hesitant to sit down and carefully explained that his tone was clearly apologetic, apparently he was still feeling guilty about the diarrhea he got from letting me eat the unfresh steak last time.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud and very dryly sat down across from Damon and -tasted a bite of the steak, it was very tasty and more tender than the last time it wasn't fresh.
I was very amazed that Damon, as the head of the family, was able to have such craftsmanship.
"I still have things to take care of, and I can contact him for all the apartment matters."
Damon handed me a business card, the content on it showed the name and address of Damon's company, I think this should be the business card of Damon's assistant.
After handing me the business card, Damon just walked away.
Damon sometimes seemed very busy, like a real family leader; sometimes very rogue, like a roadside gangster, such a contradictory character is really a fatal attraction to me.
After saying goodbye, Damon told me he wouldn't be back for the night, so I could stay in the apartment for the night.
I looked at my watch and it was a little late, so I decided to go back to my apartment and spend the night.
After all, Damon and I didn't have a formal contract, and I didn't want to get attached to Damon, so I thought it would be sensible not to spend the night at Damon's house.
But before I left, I decided to call Jenny over to have some fun with me.
"Gosh, it's just great here, isn't it!"