CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Damien’s POV
I had to forcefully bring Serafine here. I can’t let her torture herself like that in her room. I heard her cry out while I was outside her door. I had to knock and get her here.
Even if she doesn’t want me to touch her, my presence could give her some solace.
I locked my door and as I held her bum to drop her down, she moaned out softly, I gritted my teeth as my c**k throbbed in my pants.
I took a deep breath and dropped her to her feet slowly. Her feet were shaking. She nearly fell, “Hey, be careful,” I said as my hand unconsciously slid up her waist, as I tried to hold her still.
“Thanks,” she said as she tried to avoid my gaze, I let go of her waist, “Maybe a warm bath could help?” I suggested.
She nodded her head, and then I helped her to my king
