She tossed and turned on the bed, muttering something under her breath, she turned to face his side of the bed.
He was sitting on the couch, going through some files he would need to attend to in the morning, he had been glancing at her from time to time and she just kept tossing but he did nothing but ignore her and continued with what he was doing.
He was feeling a bit sleepy and his head kept going from side to side, as he tries his best to keep awake, but his body didn’t want to corporate with him so he had no other choice than to pack up his laptop and files to the dresser table and went to the bathroom to ease himself.
When he was done he came back to the room strolling to the bed in lazy steps.
He lifts his leg up and kneels on the bed before letting his body fall lightly on the bed, he sighed and looked up at the ceiling then at her. Her back was facing him and he couldn’t see her beautiful face while she slept, he frowned at that.
They’ve been married for some months now and he already loves to watch her sleep.
He enjoyed the fact that he could help her through her period days. It was not new to him as he and his brother when they were younger will help their mum when their father is out of town.
Even with Daniella, he helped her during her process and knew what ad what to do to help them to be relieved from the pain. Although he was aware women’s bodies are different.
What works for one might not work for the other so he learned to understand his mum when she was in that period and his ex-fiancee too but he stopped caring about any of his flings because they were just flings.
He would pretend to be disgusted by women when they are at that time of the month so they don’t put meaning to whatever actions he portrays towards them.
Just his mum receives that special treatment from him and he wanted to keep it that way but Audriana is in the picture now and she would get such treatments too.
After her period days, he went back to being cold and distant towards her because he didn’t want her putting meaning into his every action. Women see little care from a man as an attraction the man has towards them and that is when they get it wrong.
His actions towards her when he isn’t being mean to her were genuine but he didn’t want her to see it like that because of a reason he hasn’t formulated.
He likes her a lot and loves watching her every move and would sometimes stare he would feel like he drooled or something.
He took his eyes from watching her back to look at the ceiling once more, with a sigh he closes his eyes and puts his hand behind his head so he is resting on it.
…
He was in an event, everywhere looked fancy and good, the decorations, the people with fancy clothes coming out of fancy cars.
He saw himself opening the door of a silver-colored car and stretching his hands forward. A hand placed itself in his and he gently pulled to reveal a beautiful golden-haired woman.
She had her hair down in large waves, her body clad in a tiger print A-shaped body-hugging gown with slits in front which reaches her mid-thigh. Her legs were graced with a pair of gold color Jimmy Choo, her wrist decorated with a golden bracelet, her makeup was neatly done but light.
Her Green Orbs locked with his hazel ones and she offered him a smile to which he reciprocated.
He brought her closer to himself and closed the door, then put his elbow out so she can put her hand in between his elbow before they started walking down the red carpet.
Paparazzi’s could be seen, taking numerous pictures of them as they walk by, some even placed microphones in front of them and asked endless questions to which they just wave with a smile and proceed into the hall.
When they were fully inside he paused and she did so, she looked up to him and saw that he was already looking at her. He smiled and looked around then spotted a large brown-colored door by the left-wing of the building.
He began walking and she did so, he glanced at her from time to time and watched her blush when their gaze met. He never ever gets tired of watching her.
It gives him an utmost pleasure to see her happy and most especially blush under his gaze. He was glad he was the only one who has such an effect on her.
“You look stunning,” he said after some time and her blush deepened.
He chuckled when he saw her cheeks go red at his compliment.
She just kept biting her bottom lips and looking down.
They entered through the door and got a seat with the help of a waiter. He helped her with her seat before settling in his. They listened to the MC as he coordinate the Auction.
He was deeply listening to what the Organizer of the Auction was saying to notice the frequent shuffling at his side. He tried to ignore it but it still persist.
…
He felt some more shuffling on the bed but ignored it again, he was too deep in his sleep to wake up from the great dream he was having at the moment.
The shuffling became more and more aggressive, so he turned to face her when he felt a hand on his face and he opened his eyes and saw that Audriana is facing him. He removed her hand from his face and looked at her closely to that she had a furrow in between her brows and she looks like she is not having a nice sleep.
He wondered why but he heard her mutter some things, although not clear but he was able to catch some of them.
‘No’
‘Go away!’
‘Leave already…’
She shuffled some more and had a frown on her face, he sat up and held her hands but she tried wriggling out of his hold, he used one of his hands to touch her cheeks and gave a light tap to wake her up.
“Wake up Love” he whispered. “Loveth, wake up, what’s happening?” he asked trying to stable her as she tried to take his hand off her.
She kept whimpering ‘stop, leave me alone’ and so on, and wondered who she was telling that to.
Then he knelt on the bed and hovered over her putting both his knee at each side of her, he leaned in and held her both wrists pressing them above her head. When he had a firm hold on her wrist, she got aggressive and did something he never thought would happen.
She kicked him hard, down there, in the balls.
He felt the air leave him as he fell off the bed with an “oof” and hit his bum so hard on the floor.
Now he has two pains he was nursing. One on his crotch and the other on his bum. He groaned in pain and kept rolling on the floor, this isn’t the first time he got kicked by her there but this hurt more than anything.
She woke up in a startle breathing hard while still lying down, she touched her head and felt beads of sweat there and closed her eyes again to steady her breathing. When she felt she was calm enough she opened her eyes again and looked at his side of the bed and realized that it was empty.
‘Isn’t he tired already?’ she asked herself, then she turned to look at the sofa in their room to find it empty and she felt sad and doesn’t know why.
She had told him right before she went to sleep that he should rest but he ignored her and continued his work, then right there she wished he would heed to her advice and come to sleep, but with the now empty room, she believes he went to his study room to drown himself with work.
She sighs and turned her head back to his side of the bed then let out a scream at how startled she was.
There he was at his side of the bed, kneeling and his face seemed to be contoured in pain as he glared at her.
She sat up on the bed putting her hand on her chest and breathing heavily with wide-opened eyes. She almost fell off the bed too but steady herself still looking at the pain-stricken Dimitri.
“Seriously what are your legs made of? Iron? Steel?” he groaned and managed to raise himself to lay on the bed still holding on to his crotch.
“What happened to you?” she crawled closer to him and touched his arm lightly.
He opened his eyes and shrugged her hand off him then gave her a long, hard glare. He tore his eyes off her and sat so his back was resting on the headboard.
He groaned a bit and closed his eyes again trying to wear off the pain.
“What happened to you Audriana?” he asked her after a moment of silence.
“I dont understand what you are saying, you are hurt and you are asking what happened to me” she replied.
“You know very much what I am talking about” he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her. “This is not the first time you are having such nightmares, it’s not every day but it has become more frequent,” he said.
She frowned and bow her head down, putting some loose strand of hair behind her ear.
“Its nothing, actually”
“Then why do you become violent in your sleep? When you are having those nightmares you claim to be ‘nothing’?” he asked single quoting the ‘nothing’.
She sighed and got off the bed then wore her slippers.
“I will go get you a bag of ice to cool it down a bit. I am sorry I hit you, it wasn’t intentional” she made her way out of the room and left him in with the thoughts of what was wrong with her.