Chapter 73 - Quarrel

Because I had too much to drink, and after too much excitement, I fell asleep shortly after getting into Damon's car.
　　In my sleep, I felt that someone was holding me and moving, and I wanted to open my eyes to see what was going on, but I couldn't open them at all.
　　When I woke up and opened my eyes, the whole room was filled with sunlight and I wanted to sit up and stretch.
　　But feeling something wrapped around my waist, I looked down at my waist, a pair of men's hands, followed by Damon's fiery red hair and also a glimpse of his turquoise eyes.
　　My first reaction was to try to jump off the bed, but Damon's hands instantly pushed harder, imprisoning me in his embrace.
　　I couldn't break free, I looked around and found that I was in the apartment that I had rented with Jenny, so I relaxed.
　　"Let go of me." I looked at the cute pajamas I had changed into and was a little annoyed.
Resigned to being just a sex tool, I felt annoyed and spoke to Damon in an unconsciously cold voice.
　　Damon was woken up by me, and although he looked at me, the focus in his eyes did not return, and only when he heard my cold words did he let go of his arm.
　　Just after I got free, I jumped off the bed and got away from Damon the first time.
　　Despite my hangover, I haven't forgotten what happened yesterday.
　　Damon's cheating on me about his fiancée and agreeing to a date with Morgan in front of me has long been a violation of the agreement we both made at the time.
　　Damon sat up from the bed and rubbed his arms, probably a little numb from sleeping all night with me as a pillow.
　　When I think about the fact that I did dream last night about sleeping with my favorite doll in my arms, my cheeks redden slightly and I am more than a little annoyed with myself.
　　"Why are you still here?" I forced myself to wake up and asked Damon in a cold voice.
　　Damon was lying on his back, holding his face up and looking at me, with his very classic bad smile at the corner of his mouth, blinking innocently at me with his eyes open.
　　"I was going to leave, but a little fox hung on to me like a wombat, and wouldn't let go, so I had to stay."
　　Because just woke up, Damon's voice is still a bit hoarse, with his only half exposed pectoral muscles, surprisingly so sexy.
　　I don't know if I was confused by the beauty in front of me, or stimulated by Damon's words, I instantly reddened my whole face, open mouth, half a day can not say a letter.
　　Damon just lay on the bed and looked at me, and didn't say anything.
　　To be honest, I felt some awkwardness in the air at this point, the breath around me was frozen, fixing me in place, unable to make any movements.
　　"I was just holding you to sleep yesterday." It was Damon who finally spoke first.
　　"I know." After feeling the air flow again, I turned my head away from looking at Damon so as not to be confused by him again.
　　"I've been hungry all night." I heard Damon move to get up, his voice getting closer to me.
　　"Little fox, you've woken up from your nap, should you consider throwing yourself at me?" Damon's hands were once again wrapped around my body, and the smell that belonged exclusively to him filled my nostrils.
　　Because I was wearing silk pajamas, I could feel Damon's strong, powerful heartbeat through the fabric of his clothes, as well as the hot temperature of his body.
　　This temperature burns me and makes me want to get closer, but reason tells me to run away and not fall into his beauty trap so easily.
　　"I think Miss Morgan would be happy to feed you." I stood stiffly in place, tensing my nerves, and said coldly.
　　"Is this you being angry?" Damon placed his head gently on top of mine, holding his chin against my head so I couldn't twist my own head at will.
　　"Why should I be angry?" I asked Damon rhetorically, and at the same time the question was being asked of myself.
　　Why should I be angry?
　　As far as Damon was concerned, we were still only in a physical relationship by agreement, and whatever emotional story he had, we were not allowed to interfere with each other.
　　However, when I thought about the content of the agreement, I found that the agreement between us had long been like a scrap of paper, and what was written in the agreement had long been violated by both of us.
　　"Is it because of this thing I said about you being here to interview for a personal assistant?" Damon asked in a small voice with a tentative tone.
　　I didn't answer Damon's question, but took a deep breath and made a very important decision.
　　Since we've all broken the agreement and Eric's problems have all been solved, there's no need for us to continue any further for a long time.
　　"I think our agreement can be terminated." I said softly, in a voice that only the two of us could hear.
　　I tried to control my voice from trembling and said the words calmly.
　　It was just very uncool of Damon to hear this from me.
　　"Why? This is the second time you've offered to break the agreement." Damon came around in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders, his turquoise eyes looking at me seriously and his eyebrows already twisted into a frown.
　　I turned my face to the other side, refusing to meet Damon's eyes.
　　How do I tell him that I'm in love with him and I don't want to just have his flesh.
　　I couldn't stand the fact that he was completing an intimate relationship with me while having a fiancée that was public and known to everyone.
　　It all makes me jealous and makes my heart ache, and all this as soon as the agreement is lifted and there is no more relationship between us.
　　My heart pumped again at the thought that there would be no more relationship between us after the release of the agreement, and I bit my lip to keep myself from saying more words so that Damon wouldn't hear that I had choked up a little.
　　Damon reached out and cupped my chin, forcing me to look at him.
　　"Look me in the eye and give your reason." His turquoise eyes shone with confusion, disbelief, anger and a hint of sadness among them.
　　I lowered my eyes stubbornly and said, "There's no other reason for us to stop contacting each other after that."