𝟑𝟎 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥

~~ 45. ~~

          Demilade exhaled sharply and reluctantly nodded.

"Okay. If you say so. Glad we settled that." He huffed and turned around and walked away.

           He thought about what she had said as he head to his room. He can't deny the pain her words were doing to him. He wasn't expecting that from her. He wanted to see any trace of emotions, any trace of doubt or lie in her words. But he couldn't find any.

           And that left him confused and puzzled. She had reacted to his touch, his kiss, his body and now she was acting like nothing special happen between them. All those moans, that cry of pleasure, the nibbling. Did it actually mean nothing to her? He questioned himself with his heart-shattering at the possibility of it.

           He is supposed to be glad to hear it but it is a lie. It's hurt him so much. It felt like something had pierced his heart and was been twisted over and over again. He could feel his eyes and heart swell up with pain.

           He slammed the door of his room when he got to his room and he kicked the door angrily. He groaned repeatedly and he went to sit on his bed. He placed his hand on his head as the pain he felt consumed him.
  

               Lola sat on the bed in her room as the tears flowed down her cheeks. She felt hurt and dejected.

           She had hoped Demilade will use the medium to confess whatever feelings he had for her. She had wanted him to disagree with her, not to accept her words. That it wasn't a mistake. That it means something to him. That the deal doesn't matter.

           A hot stream of tears formed a path down her cheeks. She was hurt, badly.

           As she closed her eyes, she can still remember the feel of his warm hands on her body, the way his lips moves on hers, his moaning and the desperation in their kisses. The way her body reacted to him was surprising to her too. She knows she thinks about him a lot but she didn't expect to feel and react to him in that manner. It's like all her being was exploding with pleasure. And she loves every bit of it.

           She felt like she was nothing to him. Probably second thought. All he had felt could have been lust. He had kissed her once to save his image and he did it again just to satisfy himself. And it pains her so much.

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            Bayo came around to visit Demilade at his office. Demilade had gone to work very early that morning. Although he promised his grandmother that he would be back on time but he needed to leave the house. The house that was always his sanctuary becomes suffocating to him. And he left early driving himself to work.

           He left with Bayo to the club after he convinced him. Bayo was talking about his wife and daughter.  He keep telling him about how his daughter is now walking, how she smiled and clap for herself when she walks a few feet and how beautiful it was to watch his daughter takes her first step. Most times he was drifting out of the conversation. His thoughts were somewhere else. He was missing someone and at the same time angry at that person.

"Are you listening to me at all?" Bayo asked peering hard at him.

"Yes," Demilade answered. "That's actually nice to hear. It means in no time Joan will probably be a big girl going on date." Demilade said and Bayo throw him a glare.

"That time is not coming any time soon. I won't let some idiot guy breaks my daughter's heart. I don't even want to think about it. My Joan going on a date!" He growled and Demilade chuckles.