Ain't Meant For LOVE..!

Different Past and Mystery

She was scared, she was crying in her sleep; first under her breath but then it grew louder.

“Don’t leave me please... don’t. I beg you. I beg you please look at me. I need you. I cannot live without you. Please don’t leave...” she cried hard as tears streamed down her cheeks. This site of her crushed something in me. I felt responsible for no reason as I tried comforting her.

“Tasha... it’s okay! I am here. I got you.” I looked at her and wondered about the person she was begging to. She definitely loved him more than anything.

“You trusted me; at least that’s what you said. You said you have known me inside out so how could you do this to me? To us? Don’t you want to live with me anymore?”... She was trembling, clutching her chest and gasping for breath as she cried.

 I tried hugging her as she grabbed my hand and cried in my chest. I run my hands through her hair. Her soft hair distracted me for a minute but then I realized she was having a panic attack. I shushed her, jerking her hard to wake her up and asking her to breathe.

Slowly she opened her eyes and followed my instruction as her eyes focused on me.

After few minutes she blankly stared at me as I cleared my throat,” you seemed to have a nightmare. But now you are okay!”

I stood up and started to go towards bathroom when she spoke,” Damien.”

I turned around liking the sound of my name from her mouth. “Damien! What the hell are you doing in here? And how come you found my address?” her voice rising in fear with each words.

She then stood up crossing her arms across her chest, giving me a better view of her breasts. She gasped and I forced myself to look in her eyes as she screamed and tried to cover her body. Rushing straight under the covers she hid herself and I chuckled at her behavior.

“Don’t fret! I haven’t done anything wrong except removing those clothes to make you comfortable in MY bed as you lay in MY apartment when you lost your conscience at the bar. Remember anything?”

I waited for her answer when she murmured something. I just shrugged and headed for a bath. This girl will be my death someday as it’s the 2nd day I have to settle with the cold bath even in the winters.

As I stepped out, I heard her voice coming from the covers. She was still hidden in it, covering her well.

“If you are done, go get a shower and I will give you something to wear.” I was still in my towel as I searched for a pair of my shirt and boxers neatly placing them on the edge of the bed and grabbing another for myself. I turned and saw her mouth little open as she stared at my half naked body before quickly glancing away biting her lower lip.

“Liked what you saw?” I smirked as I dried my hair with another towel.

“No. I am just waiting for you to leave as I need to shower.” She didn’t even glance at me.

I rushed to her side and stared into her eyes as she tried backing away but keeping the covers intact so as not to give away anything.

“I haven’t tied you Tay. And this is my room and I don’t choose to leave it”.

She glanced here and there now completely nervous as she tried to look into my eyes, “ But I... I can’t... I am almost... you know... show some respect and turn around.”

Lol. She stutters as if she is a virgin. She thinks she can fool me with those looks and act. I smiled and said, “Hasn’t any of your boys told you that you have a beautiful body and you shouldn’t be ashamed of that. Or did they prefer you only as stress booster.”

She gave me a confused and deadly glare. Only if looks could have killed, I was dead by now.

“What do you mean? What boys? I don’t entertain trash Mr. p*****t. And don’t you ever dare to question about me or my character. I can be a real b***h then! Just turn around” she stood and grabbed my bed sheet around her and headed to the bathroom stomping in anger as I had no intention of listening to her.

“You are an absolute i***t Demi and I would like to strangle you to death for this.”

I laughed as her voice came out from behind the doors. I loved it when she called me Demi unintentionally though. I put on my clothes and went to the kitchen to prepare some pasta.

Usually I hate cooking but today I was in a mood of making some. Tying apron around my waist, and rubbing my palms together I took out the penne pasta pack. I put the penne to boil as I started to cut the veggies.

“Morning, Mr. Williams!” I looked up at a smiling detective. “It’s a rare site that I am blessed to see” he smirked waiting for my answer.

“What brought you here so early?” avoiding him was the best thing. Zac Nelson is my best friend since high school but he is a pain in the ass at times. He can look into my soul and have known me way too well.

“Oh! Good to see you too. By the way I thought I would give you the information you asked on call yesterday in personal and grab a beer with you catching up on the lost time. But -(looking at the counter)- I think a good breakfast is what I needed most right now”. He said making himself comfortable and brushing off my annoyed look.

I continued with my cooking and just as I was about to say something, I turned to only find Zac staring at stairways open mouthed. I looked in the same direction to find Tasha standing there, with her head lowered as her fingers played with my shirt’s hem and feet lightly tapping. She was anxious.

The way her eyes were trying to look onto something and her mind debating to go upstairs or come in the kitchen, she looked hell lot of sexy and cute altogether. How can that be even possible!

I am thankful I was at the opposite end to hide my excitement growing from her. Suddenly I remembered Zac and cleared my throat.

“Well... Tasha meet my friend Zac, and Zac this is Tasha!”

He snapped his head at me hearing that name and giving me a look that said ‘Isn’t she the same woman you asked about’ I nodded at him. He smiled and outstretched his hand at Tasha

“Pleased to meet you dear” She confusingly gave him a smile and took his hand for a brief handshake “Same here Mr. Nelson”.

“Just call me Zac. You and I can become besties, who would know.”

I glared at him. She took a seat next to him maintaining a distance. I liked it.

Breakfast was a difficult business. The moment she took her first bite she moaned enjoying the taste. “hmmm.... this is so good...”

Me and Zac jerked our head and looked at her as we gulped our pasta down the throat. She was enjoying it with her eyes closed and it automatically made me close my eyes as my member twitched. Zac excused himself and I just stared at his back. Is he feeling the same? I closed my fist in anger and I decided to confront him.

“You don’t look like someone who can cook. I am surprised” a smirking Tasha looked at me.

“Guess what? I am full of surprises. Just waiting to be discovered you know” I flirted with her and laughed as she blushed putting a poker face.

“What are you? Ancient treasure?” she asked challengingly.

“Oh no honey! I am definitely a treasure but modern. A treasure you would like to keep in bedroom.”

She cringed and made a face,” you are disgusting”. I laughed hearing her.

“What did I miss?” Zac came in as I glared at him.

“We got to go now. Finish up with the breakfast.” I said standing up making my way towards the sink.

“Okay I am keeping these papers here.” Zac put the envelope on the counter and left after finishing his food.

I asked Tasha to find me at my study if she needed me.

“Oh no thanks Antic piece, I would better be going now. Thank you for everything.”

“Stay! You don’t have to go” I blurted out.

She looked at me as if I was maniac. “You can’t order me Damien. I know I owe you but I will repay it. You can’t just order me. At least ask”.

“Whatever... “ I tried hiding the disappointment from my voice.

“You really are a Maniac.” She left and I went to the study room.

-‘Someday. Someday soon you would be clinging to me kitten!’-

I opened the envelope only to find it with nothing.

“What the hell is this??” I called Zac.

“Aww you missed me already?”

I cut him off, “Is this what you call getting info? I asked you all the deets about her and here you are giving me just her name and birthday and employment info. What the f**k has happened to your detective agency Nelson boy?”

“Dude... That’s why I came to your place to discuss about her but was shocked to see the girl herself. Maybe you don’t need that anymore when she was already there in your bed”. Zac laughed but I growled hearing his reply.

“Shut the f**k up Zac Nelson! Next time make sure you don’t utter nonsense about her. She was just in my room as she fell unconscious last night. And it didn’t matter whether she was here; you failed in your duty.” I clenched my jaw.

“Boss listen, I couldn’t find anything apart from those things as the girl is maintaining a low profile. I couldn’t even find information on her from last 1 year. I would advise you to ask her and I will still be trying to find anything that I am able to get.”

Sensing his serious voice, I cut the call not wanting to discuss anything more.

-‘Why low-profile kitten? Whom are you hiding from?’-