Damon was in a tight situation. He doesn’t want to contradict his mom and anger her any longer for fear she might have an attack again. But he won’t let Anya be slandered either
His phone beeped in his pants and he glanced at his mom. He told her to calm down before he took his phone and saw a message.
It was from Anya.
‘Can we meet. There is something I want to tell you.’
Damon had been wanting to go to Anya and ask how she is. When he saw this message, he wanted to go to her as fast as possible.
He turned to his mom and said.
“I’ll said you a report about those companies and why I broke tie with those companies. Stop thinking too much and stop listening to what this woman says. I need to leave now, I have something to do.” Damon said dismissively. He then turned back to leave.
“Damon!” Amanda tried to call him back but he was walking straight without looking back. She sighed. She knew he was already grown up and has his own thoughts, but she still can’t help but be frustrated.
She turned to Veronica and seeing the woman, she sighed even more.
Anya was sitting in her studio after sending Damon her location. She was alone, not opening the studio and without her assistants, but she’s here now because she wants to talk to Damon.
She was already anxious inside. She doesn’t know how to start or what Damon’s reaction might be. He might be angry or disgusted, and thinking about that makes Anya’s heart hurt.
But she still chose to tell him. with their relationship, even if it is not clear, there really is something between them. even though Anya tries to deny it, she still know deep within herself that she cares for Damon.
She likes him.
And she wanted to be honest. If she wants to take this step, then there should be communication between them.
Although there is a chance that Damon would leave her for this, then if that’s how it will end, she will accept it. But she wants to give him and herself a chance.
And deep within her heart, she trusted him. She hopes that he will understand and listen to her.
Anya thought of this and there was conviction in her heart. But still, her hands can’t help but sweat. She was very nervous that every minute that pass by feels like years.
The bell on the door clanged, a hint someone was coming in.
Anya jolted her head towards the door. She saw Damon coming in, his face held worry.
Damon walked in seeing Anya stiffly sitting in a chair. She was startled as she looked at him, her face anxious.
He saw she looked frail and thinned for these short days, his jaw clenched. He rushed towards her side.
“How are you? Are you okay?” He asked as he held her arms.
Anya who was so nervous had no time to take note of this question and started to stammer.
“I, I want to tell you something.” She said then bit her lips. The hands holding the phone tightened.
Damon saw her state and assured her.
“What is it? Calm down first and tell me, okay?” He coaxed gently, taking her hands within his palms.
Anya heard these words and she drew a breath.
“This..” Anya tried to show the phone but in the last minutes, she felt shame. Something like this, to show it to someone she loves and admires, it was very low.
A tear escaped her eyes and she can’t help but hang her head down.
Damon saw her phone and even if she tried to hide it, it was opened and the contents were familiar to him. he immediately knew what she wanted to say.
He sighed. He looked at the tears in her eyes and his heart tightened.
How could someone as sweet and pure as her go through this? She doesn’t deserve any of this.
Damon wiped her cheeks with his thumb and cupped her face and raised it for her to look at his eyes.
“Look at me. Don’t be afraid. I’ll protect you and fix this.” He said as he looked through her blue and glittering eyes.
Anya’s lips trembled.
“You knew?” She whispered softly.
Damon smiled gently and caressed her face as he crouched down more for their face to level.
“I know. What happened that day and what that bastard did, I know. I just want to say stop blaming yourself. It’s not your fault and you don’t need to be afraid. I’m here.” He gently assured her as his eyes softened.
Anya teared up again. She looked down and said dejectedly.
“You’re not mad? Or.. disgusted?” She said in a small voice, her voice tragic.
Damon felt his heart broke. Is this how she feels all this time? Feeling bad about something you didn’t do, where a victim is the one who needs to hide and be shamed, Damon felt awful seeing the woman he loved go through this.
“Why would I? I am not that kind of person and you are not this kind of person yourself. I know who you are. I would never be mad about something like this.” He said resolutely.
Anya heard the words she yearned for almost all her life. That’s not her fault, that there are things that are beyond her control, and someone who would believe in her because they knew her.
She smiled but tears fell more on her pinkish cheeks.
Damon felt helpless as he continued to wipe her cheeks.
“Don’t cry. I’m here. I won’t let anyone hurt you.” He whispered softly as he rested his forehead on hers.
Anya stared deeply into his eyes, and Damon did the same. A lot of emotion were surging in visage, and it’s about to erupt.
Anya’s heart felt so full. She has so many things she wanted to say. She wanted to express her gratefulness, her admiration to this man, to express how long she had been finding this kind of refuge. But she things these cannot be expressed with only words.
That’s why she took courage.
She stood on her toes, held his face and planted her lips lightly on his.
Damon froze for a second. He felt the light and soft lips of the woman. It was just fleeting as it left as soon as it came, but it was the sweetest taste his lips had ever laid upon.
Anya felt the embarrassment as soon as she did it that’s why she only managed a peck. Her cheeks flushed as she shyly looked up at him, but her eyes were bright.
Damon’s heart thumped at this and he can’t suppress it any longer. He cupped her face and gave her a wet and passionate kiss.
It was gentle at first but it gradually became intense. He sucked on her lips as the sound of smooching filled the air that made Anya so embarrassed.
Her legs turned soft and Damon immediately wrapped his arms on her waist.
Damon deepened the kiss as his tongue invaded her mouth. Anya leaned more to his embrace as she accommodated his excitement.
Inside the four cornered studio, two people shared a passionate and affectionate kiss.