Chapitre 22: Chapter 22: Balcony

"Damian, what's wrong?" I questioned softly as his eyes fixed themselves on my lips. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He let go of my hands and then put them on the either side of my head. He rested his forehead against mine.

"I need you" he said and I could hear the control that was present in his voice. "Right now" he then said through gritted teeth. I blinked several times and before I even processed what was happening, Damian was already pulling me towards his room.

"Damian!" I exclaimed while tugging on my hand. What the hell was wrong with him? I let him pull in his room and once the door was locked, I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" I questioned as my eyes skimmed my wrist which was already red because of his tight grib. He walked towards me with his eyes on me. I gulped slightly, knowing that I was ready to give him whatever he wanted.