Taming Damon, The Demon (ENGLISH)

Moving in

My eyes roamed around the room Damon gave me. It was spacious and a little bit refreshing. This was not the room I used when I sleep here. The room was spacious, too much for one person. I think it's as big as my whole apartment. It has one big window enough for the whole to be bright coz of the sunshine. And the bed was too big. The whole room was shouting about its luxury.

The last time I used it was his room, and it's more luxurious than this one.

He wanted me to stay in his room, but I insist on having my room. He can’t reason out that we were married that we need to stay in one room. But he reminds me that his parent and family use to visit him unannounced--so I need to move into his room if that day comes.

“What?” I hissed when he knocked on my room.

“I’m hungry.” He pouted.

God, he's bipolar. Now he is a big baby. Does he think I’m his Nanny or something? So this is why he wanted me to stay here, so he can have someone who can boss around?

“Am I you’re Nanny?” I grimaced at him, but he just shrugged.

I don’t have a choice. I still came after him to the kitchen and checked for something easy to cook. I found a chicken breast and carbs on his ref. Does he eat this kind of carbs? Does it feel like I’ll be bloated in a minute?

“Don’t you eat vegetables?” I looked at him, unbelief at what I saw on his refrigerator. He looks conscious of how he looks like, but he doesn't have single vegetables in here.

“You knew I don’t eat grass.”

” It's not grassed, you dimwit!” I scowled at him. ”These won't bite you. It can help you live a healthy lifestyle, so why don't you try it?”

What an exasperate ass! I know, but I didn’t know that even a bite, he really won’t eat it.

I cook the chicken and ready for our lunch. I was still full of alcohol last night. I was busy cooking that I haven’t noticed that his already sleeping on the counter island.

I thought he left. That’s why it’s quiet. But there he is dozing off like a baby.

I just set aside the food first and let him sleep. What did he do last night to make him look too tired—enough to sleep here?

I found a blanket on the couch and put it on his back. Maybe I’ll let him rest first while I’ll fix my things too.

After I settled my things in my room, I checked him and still dozing. So I just cleaned the house and did some groceries. I need to buy some food and things. I just left a note for him. So he won't be scowling at me when I get back.

It’s a good thing that Soho has so many stores around it. You can go around for all the things you need here without walking away from home.

I found a grocery near his house, and it’s not crowded like the one near my house. I was busy checking some meat and noodles when someone bumps my cart. I would confront the one who did it, but I was taken aback when I saw who it is.

The girl who always popped up into my life like an unwanted grass.

“So… so. the b***h is here.” I heard her

I don’t want to start a feud with her. We’re still in a public place, and I know that Damon will be affected by my actions. So I need to let it pass. I only need to ignore her and don't be bothered by her faulty mouth. She kept on following me around and talking like a madman.

I’m a civilized woman and very patient, and not as aggressive as she is.

That’s what I always remind myself mostly when I'm with her, but she's testing my patience.

When she grabbed my arms and pulled me near him, I almost lost my leniency to her. I remove her hand on my arms as I recover from her surprise actions. I was glaring at her when I turned to her.

“What do you want? Do I need to say hi to you every time we bumped into each other? Coz as far as I’m concerned, we’re not a friend or even close to an acquaintance.” I exclaimed, which make her scowled at me.

She looks at me with disgust. “Huh! A friend? An acquaintance? I don’t want to be one of that. You’re presence alone already disgusts me. How come I always see you in a place where I go? Are you a stalker? Oh my god, she’s my stalker.” She screamed, which makes the people around us. The people at the grocery were looking at us.

I gasped when she grabs my arms again and drag me to the crowd. I was pulling my hand, but she’s too strong that her grief was tight. I feel anxious about how people look at me.

They are looking at me as if I did something wrong.

“People, you see this girl, she's been stalking me, and now she's trying to seduce my boyfriend. She’s a walking slut. So if you knew her tried to guard your man coz she might take him away from you too.”

“I’m not seducing anyone. And I’m not stalking you. Why would I do that? You’re not even close to Kardashian for me to do that.” I tsked.

“Let's see who’s people gonna believe. A woman from somewhere and just an assistant or me who’s rich, educated, and famous? What do you think?” She exclaimed.

” I think you look like a girl who needs attention right now!” and to my horror, she walks towards me and pulls my hair. I was caught off guard against him, and now she's making a scene in the grocery.

All I wanted is a simple life. A life that no one will pester me. But ever since Damon came into my life, it became messy and unbearable to live with. His presence alone we're already unbearable. Now he even brought this crazy b***h with him to make me more miserable.

I was on the verged of crying when someone pulled me away from Martina.

“What the f**k are you doing to my wife?” his voice echoed inside the store that which gives me chill all over my body.

Martina was taken aback and looks afraid of what Damon looks like now.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry if I am late, sweetie.” He whispered and hugged me.

I don’t know, but when I hugged him back, my tears kept falling. I can’t even stop it. I cried and cried in his arms as he was dragging me away from that place.

I don’t know what happen or what did he do to Martina. Coz I became deaf from the noise around me and just stayed inside my comfort zone.

The place where I knew people wouldn’t judge me. A place I can be whoever I wanted to be.

A place that accepts me wholeheartedly.

I thought he was going to confront Martina or something. But he brings me home. He doesn’t talk even when we're in the car. So I was expecting he’ll rant when we were home, but he's quiet and busy with his phone.

I tried to lock up in my room and think about what happened. But when I opened my phone, it burst with messages, calls, and even emails. I opened Gia’s message, and it contains photos of me, Martina, and Damon bickering with each other.

This was only the second, but its, already draining my energy.

Too much for my quiet and simple life.

“I wanna go home,” I whispered as I hugged both knees.

Damon, keep knocking on my door for a minute now. I wanted him to leave me alone, but instead, he won’t stop and keep knocking.

“Whaaaattt?” I shouted when I opened the door.

“I cook, let’s eat.” He said, and leave.

I silently followed him into the kitchen. He just ate and didn’t even utter a word. It’s too silent that it’s killing the heal out of me. I'm not used to him this quiet.

“If you're mad, tell me. Don’t just treat me like I’m not here.” I started when the cold stare and quietness is killing me.

“I’m not mad at you.”

“Then, what, you’re just ignoring me?” I said sarcastically.

I pinch my hands when I saw his face with no emotion when he turned around.

“Can you just shut up and eat? I don’t say anything coz I don’t have anything to say. What happened a while ago is enough for me.” He declared and leave.

What happens? Did I hear it right? It seems like for him, and I’m always at fault. It should be the other way around. Martina’s the one who’s always starting the fight. He’s always walking out on me without knowing my side.

Even if he doesn’t say anything, it looks like he's still siding that b***h.

Then you’re starting a war against me? I won't back down, Aksel Damon.

I’ll make you mine and drool over me…

I’ll tame that f*****g demon inside you.