Chapter Twenty one

“Let's talk Irene. I want us to talk about this" his voice was commanding. Damien unknowingly ticked the perfect man trait on my list. A dominating man. I have always desired a man who wouldn't treat me like an equal.

Andy worshiped me, he adores me and I found it unattractive in a man. I grew up with a loving father who cared, protected and made decisions for me. I enjoyed it and I grew up demanding that from any man that picked interest in me.

I grew up as an independent woman, but it didn't fill up the space. That part of me was empty. At this moment, I admired Damien. I silently wished we met in a more pleasing manner and our relationship was not fake.

I wished that we had real romance and connection instead of a relationship bonded by paper. “Are you scared of me? Or you are shy?" He asked, stroking my hair gently. I lifted my tongue and the right words came out.

"You scare me. Sometimes I don't know when you switch. You have never treated me nicely, whe