Goddess of the Diamond

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Ch.22


*Darkness*


Dominique POV

It’s been two days since the incident with that bastard. Allorah was still in the hospital, her recovery relatively slower because of the lack of vitamins on her body. Allorah barely had said a word. Her silence, something I didn’t like. No one had asked her what happened, but she tried to defend herself if my guess is correct.

I’ve been living in Allorah’s hospital room. I felt nervous and distress when I left her all alone. The team with Erick has been tracking down that bastard.

As I work on my laptop, my mother suddenly walks in with a tray of food. I was grateful she was helping me with Allorah. But Allorah looked depressed. She didn’t eat much and slept most of the time. She hasn’t even said a word after our encounter the day I found her. It worried me that something was troubling her.

Farah told me that maybe the trauma wasn’t allowing her to speak too much, but something told me not that.

“How are you today?” I heard my mother ask her.

Allorah just smiled and looked at the food on the tray. Gulping, she scowled and looked away. Stopping my work, I get up and tell my mother to leave us alone.

Taking a seat next to her, I grab the fruits and offer her a piece.

“You need to eat something, Allorah….” I whispered, “You have to recover.”

Allorah just looked at me sadly. Shaking her head, she lays back down.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as I set the plate back down, “You have to talk to me. Anything and I knows something is bothering you,” I said as her eyes lock with mine, “I know you, Allorah, so please, say something, anything.”

Reaching for my hand, Allorah grips it and brings it closer to her chest.

“Stefan… Stefan will come…” Allorah stutter, “He will come back for me.”

I looked at her, confused.

“Stefan?” I asked.

“Yes… his name is Stefan,” Allorah said.

I looked away and frown. It confused me because the name we had from that bastard wasn’t Stefan, but Marcus. What was all this about?

How do you know?” I asked curiously.

“He told me. When he was taking me away,” Allorah mutters, “He introduced himself and told me not to forget his name.”

“So, this is the first time you know his name?” I asked.

“Yes… I thought you knew,” Allorah said with a groan as she sat up.

Helping her arrange the pillows, I sit and continue offering her food.

“No, Dominique,” Allorah said, “I….”

“No excuses, Allorah, you need to eat and recover. If you want to get trained into a soldier, do as I say,” I said, giving her a stern look.

I know I was tough on her, but she needed it right now. This couldn’t continue, and now that I had decided to marry her, I needed her to recover. Not only that, but I strengthened her. She amazed me the day the incident happened because the security cameras caught her moments of the attack. She did what she could, and I noticed potential.

“You… W-What did you say?” Allorah asks with a smile for the first time.

“I said that if you want to become stronger, you need to recover and soon,” I said, smirking.

“Seriously?” Allorah said as she cringed in pain.

“Yes, but you need to rest and do as I ask. So please,” I begged.

Nodding excitedly, Allorah eats the oatmeal. With a smile, I watch her pick. It seems she couldn’t stuff a lot, but something was something, and that made me feel better.

Once she ate half of the oatmeal and drank some juice. She laid down to rest. Closing her eyes, I see her breathing even. Kissing her temple, I get up and walk out of the room.

“Did she eat?” my mother asked as she looked at the tray in my hand.

“Yes, a little, but better than the last days,” I said, smiling.

My mother breathed a sigh. She looked more relaxed.

“You should go back and rest; you have been here helping,” I said.

“I don’t mind. I feel better being here,” my mother said with a chuckle, “She needs us, so allow me to stay.”

Giving up, I excuse myself and head towards the waiting room where Raphael and Sebastian sat with some of my men.

“Mr. Montiel?” one of the men said as they greeted me.

I gave a brief hi and took a seat.

“So, how are things?” I asked.

“Well, right now, we have men with Erick searching the compound. Our team will take over soon. We have a few survivors. What do you want to do with them?” Raphael asked.

“Take them to the dungeons and imprisoned them. I might visit them later,” I said.

“By the way, we have some files and some maps. It seems we have two more compounds,” Sebastian said as he passed me an iPad.

“These are?” I asked.

“The maps and location of the other places. If my guess is right, there must be some weapons.” Sebastian briefly said.

I look through the images, and they looked bigger.

“Sent a team to spy on them. I will go to the company later to check on something,” I said as I stood up and called Raphael over.

Walking out to one of the hospital balconies, I wait for the strangers to leave.

“Something the matter?” Raphael asked.

“How are things going?” I asked as I open a bottle of water, “Anything still?”

“We have a lead, but we need more time,” Raphael said, “it’s not Sebastian; let me tell you that. It’s one of the persons in the company.”

“What?” I asked.

“Yes, I know. Just give me more time,” Raphael said smirking, “Oh, I just remember you asked me to have the other mansion prepared, right?”

“Yes, how are things there?” I asked.

I had asked Raphael to prepare my second house that was in one of the other cities. This one had high tech, and it was more secure. It was just not only near the corporation, but the place was in the middle of nowhere.

“They are arranging things according to what you requested,” Raphael said as he goes through his phone, “It should be ready in two days.”

Nodding, I let him know of what else I would need as he writes the list. He excuses himself and makes a call.

I watch outside the window. The sun was glowing. With a deep breath, I walk back in.

Opening the door to the room, I find Allorah deeply asleep. Smiling, I walk over and brush her hair away. I know that I haven’t asked her, but I was nervous that maybe she would reject my offer.

Lost in my thoughts, I feel a slight squeeze on my hand. Looking up, I find Allorah watching me with a smile.

“Is something the matter?” I asked.

“I need the bathroom,” Allorah said as her face blushed.

It was always the same thing. The first two days, Allorah didn’t want me to take her to the bathroom, but I wasn’t planning on letting anyone else do it. So, I had insisted until she agreed.

Nodding, I stand up, and carefully, I grabbed her and carried her to the bathroom. She groans in pain as her body gets in a different position.

Arms wrapped around my neck; I kiss her and tell her I will be there soon.

Opening the door, I walk in with her in my arms. Sitting her down on a stool, I turn the lights on and help her walk towards the toilet.

“Y-You can leave,” Allorah mumbles, embarrassed.

Laughing softly, I kiss her head and walk out.

“Call me when you finish,” I said.

After a few minutes, Allorah called me back. Opening the door, I find her standing up with a scowl on her face. Moving quickly, I hold her.

“Don’t do that!” I barked, “You could get hurt, Allorah!”

“I know, but I can’t let you do everything,” Allorah said.

“No, it’s my duty,” I said as I carry her back to the bed, “I feel better if I do it.”

Once I laid her back carefully, I moved and sat next to her. It was almost lunchtime.

I caress her hand as I watch her. Allorah looked at our intertwined hands.

“We are going to go to a different place,” I suddenly said.

“What do you mean?” Allorah asked curiously.

“Well, we won’t be returning to the mansion. I will take you somewhere else, safer, and I know you would love it,” I said, smiling brightly.

“Really?” Allorah asked.

“Yes, so don’t worry, and all you have to do is get better. In two days, we will leave, I said, kissing Allorah’s hand, “I need you back, Allorah.”

Embarrassed, Allorah looks away. I was dying to kiss her, getting closer. I lean my face and kiss her temple. She shyly smiled.

“Look at me,” I whispered seductively.

Her grey eyes met mine. She was dazzling. I would never get bored with looking at her.

Moving one of my hands, I carry a hair strand.

Her plump lips were opening slightly to the gesture. Leaning more, I kiss her cheek. I wanted her lips on me.

My eyes lowered, stopping at her biting lip.

“You know… If you do that, I won’t be able to control myself,” I whispered so only Allorah could hear me.

“So, don’t stop…” Allorah said as her hand moved to my face, “I don’t want you to control yourself, Dominique.”

Surprised by how bold she was, I chuckled and kissed her forehead. She was too adorable for me. Lifting her chin, I smirk.

“I hope you don’t regret this,” I said as my lips crash on hers.

Closing my eyes, I take everything in. How Allorah felt and what she tasted. Her soft lips were moving in sync with me. Pushing my tongue, I feel Allorah permit me, turning the kiss more passionate.

I pulled her closer; my lips devour her. I was going crazy. My body heat was turning up. As I bite her lower lip, a soft moan escapes her mouth.

“I’m dying to hold you, but I know I can’t,” I whisper between kisses.

Allorah pant, her eyes focus on me.

As her hands grabbed me from my hair, I feel her pull me closer than what we already were. My hands caress her legs. If I didn’t stop, I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

Her hands reached for my chest, tightly she grabs my shirt and pulls it.

“Allorah, we need to stop,” I whispered nervously. I didn’t want to hurt her, so giving her a last kiss, I back away.

Her lips redder than usual as her chest goes up and down. My eyes didn’t leave her lips as I caress them one last time. Someone knocks on the door. Letting the person know he can come in. Farah walks in with my mother. They both stopped and looked at us.

Allorah hid her face in my neck in embarrassment. Laughing, I kiss her cheek and ask them what they want.

“We will leave, we need to go and get changed, and I’m planning to bring something for Allorah,” Farah explained with a smile, “Well, see you two love birds later.”

With that, they left. Allorah shyly kept her face down.

“They left,” I said, smiling.

“No, don’t look at me!” Allorah said hurriedly.

Hugging her, I told her to look at me.

Peeking from under her lashes, Allorah looks up.

“You’re beautiful. Can’t wait to go home with you,” I whispered as I kissed Allorah once again.

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