Chapter Forty-seven- I Feel Hurt.

Damian returned home and was surprised at the sight he beheld. Never did he expect that his young and timid bride was this romantic.

“What is the special occasion for Sugar?” He was perplexed.

“Nothing Papi,

Do you like it?” she asked, worried since there was no sign of excitement on his face but she kept calm. However, Damian did not utter a word, rather, he let out a light smile and began to pull his clothes.

Layla was already exhausted and since there was no sign of excitement on her husband's face, she decided to rest, maybe he was not really into her and didn't feel the same way she felt about him.

She resolved to lie on the bed after having dinner with Damian, he had his bath and tucked Layla in bed, kissed her on the forehead, and lay beside her. When he was about to turn off the bedside lamp, Layla spoke up, she couldn't hold back the burning sensation inside her.

“ papi, my body aches, please can I get a massage?” she asked. She didn't know how to tell him about her feelin