Chapter 23: New -
Damien leaned against his car with his arms crossed over his chest as he watched the touching scene of Beatrix saying goodbye to her family.
Tears streamed down her face and he felt a pang in his chest.
For some reason he hated the tears in her eyes. When he had suggested a marriage alliance he wasn’t expecting to like the enemy’s daughter so much but the moment he had laid eyes on her, he felt something inside him detonate, releasing a primitive yearning inside him.
His response to her was completely instinctual and he couldn’t fight it. He didn’t want to fight it.
These feelings were different to the ones he’s had with all the other countless women over the years.
She was soft, and sweet and delicate and he wanted to devour her. She was wearing a simple
white dress, but it had been made for her curves,and as she moved, he saw the ever so gentle sway of
her wide hips and breasts.
He forcefully pried his eyes from her body, letting them focus on her face. But then something else
entirely happened. The raw lust, the unstoppable desire, the yearning seemed to all melt away.
Instead, they were replaced by a need- no, an instinct- to protect her.