Blind Spot by Sakshi C (the reader ebook TXT) 📕

A chilly gust of wind whipped his face the moment he stepped out. It was a chilly night. He strode straight towards his car. Her weight hadn't affected his speed in the least. She weighed like a father for him. 

He dove into his car and instructed his driver to move.       

He glanced down at the puzzle sleeping on his chest. He hadn't deprived her of his warmth. He had kept her on his lap and her swollen face on his chest. 

What set her off, he wondered. What prompted her to run away.

These questions were unsettling him. 

"What scared you so bad, precious?" he asked as he gently stroked loose strands away from her face and tucked them behind her ear.

In a few minutes, they were home. He carried to his room and laid her in the bed.  

.......

You've grown into a beautiful woman, Inessa

So long I wanted to taste you

Inessa screamed her lungs out in fear as the hideous monster crushed her with his weight.  

"Please...please..let me go," she pleaded as the monster smirked viciously at her and dipped his face closer. 

"Kitten....Kitten...Kitten...Inessa," 

"Inessa," she heard the familiar voice, pulling her away. 

Her eyes snapped open.

"Inessa," she raised her frantic eyes to meet with a pair of ocean blue eyes that were staring back at her in concern. It was him.

Relief washed over her. That was a dream. No. not a dream, a nightmare.

"Are you alright?"

He wasn't here. Then a terrible thought struck her. He was here. He was here. What if he catches her? What if tried to hurt her again? Tormented by her thoughts, she burst into tears. 

Danzel was at his wit's end as she hugged him and started crying hysterically. 

Danzel let her cry. He had figured one thing. There was someone. Someone who had triggered this reaction out of her. He suspected that waiter as she had started reacting like this after seeing him but he wanted to hear it from her. 

Once she was out of tears, she leaned away, wiping her eyes. Now that her fear started to wear off, she began to feel embarrassed for disclosing her true self to him. 

She tried to scoot away but his arms locked around her didn't allow her any escape. She looked up at him. The nightlamp casting a faint glow on his face, revealing his intense eyes and unreadable expression. He was already staring down at her with an unreadable expression. 

"Who is he?" he cut right to the chase. Inessa swallowed, looking into his eyes, and struggled to get free. He crushed her attempts by drawing her closer, their chest was just a breath away from touching. The damned gap was closed when she drew a deep breath in nervousness. 

"I won't let you go until you tell me who that waiter is?" he asked in an imposing but non-threatening tone. 

Warm tears were quick to invade her eyes at the mention of his name. Her chin wobbled slightly as she defiantly pushed at his chest to make some distance between them but he wasn't one to budge. He held her firmly against him.   

Frustrated, she started hitting his chest with her fists. He took her hit for a while before suddenly grabbing both her arms and folding them behind her back, careful not to hurt her. Her breasts arched in response. His intense gaze flickered to her unguarded globes before they traveled up to meet her eyes.

Her brown eyes were lit with fire as she struggled with all her strength. 

Lifting his hand, he brought it closer to her ear. 

"I'll let you go. Just tell me who is he," he demanded softly as he wiped the unshed tears from her eyes. She closed her eyes. 

"Will you tell me?" she shook her head vigorously as tears washed down her closed eyes. Everyone had misunderstood her, called her slut, even her dad. This subject was a raw nerve for her. To date, she was taunted for that day. 

She opened her moistened eyes and stared into his blue ocean eyes, thinking he would also misunderstand her just like everyone. And for some reason, it would hurt her more than anything. 

Danzel clenched his jaw. 

"Then I will have to talk to your brother," he threatened, finding himself at the edge of his patience. 

Her eyes widened. She shook her head.

"Then tell me," he loosened his hold on her arms so that she could tell him. 

"Why do you want to know?" she asked in sign language.

"Because I want to know everything about you. Good or bad, everything," he answered without delaying a beat. 

She closed her eyes shut to compose her thoughts before opening them. But that wasn't enough to calm her frenzied heart. A sharp pain was stinging her heart repeatedly.

She swallowed her hesitance. 

This was the first time someone wanted to know her side of the story.

She held back her tears and started narrating the incident. 

It was painful for her. She was going to hell and back as unpleasant fragments of that night floated through her memory lane. And communicating with them felt another struggle.   

That night had left a deep scar on her. It changed her as a person. Earlier, she was just alone but after that incident, she was alone and broken. Not only the person she thought adored her despite her ability tried to rape her but also because her only family trusted someone else over her. This world is cruel. So cruel. 

She dropped her hands in defeat and embarrassment coated her cheeks after she was done narrating the whole incident to her. 

Danzel was staring at her with an unfathomable expression. She waited for him to call her slut or tell her how disgusting she was to seduce her uncle. But no words came from him only his deep breathing. 

A few moments passed when Denzel got off the bed and took to his feet. 

Inessa looked up in surprise to see his retreating broad back as he stormed out the door, banging the door shut behind him.