HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 108

Meadow’s POV:

That was a no–brainer. I didn’t know this man, but somehow, I trusted him more than any man I had ever known. Trusted him more than I did my father, more than I did Tyler.

“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. “I trust you, Alaric. I just… I don’t want your ideas about me to change once…” I trailed off.

“Once what?” His brows furrowed. “Talk to me, Doe.”

My heart melted. I had done things–well, not THINGS, per se. But I had done something terrible. Something that made me undeserving of his kind heart. Of course, I knew that Alaric wasn’t a saint.

But I was worse,

And I wasn’t going to tell him about that. But I was going to tell him something else.

“I can’t protect you if you don’t tell me,” he murmured, trailing his fingers down my shirt. And it was at that moment that I realized that Alaric had been touching me with my clothes on.

Which meant he couldn’t feel me properly.

Slowly, I lifted up the hem of my shirt. “Touch me,” I breathed. “I want you to feel me, Alaric.”

Alaric hesitated for a second, his throat bobbing slightly before he slipped his hand underneath my shirt

I felt his body visibly relax, and I hated that I hadn’t noticed that he was tense before.

He let out a heavy exhale as he slowly ran his fingers up and down my spine. My eyelids fluttered. I was ill and on my period, but his touch still managed to make my core clench. I wanted him. “Fuck, you feel so warm.” He pulled me in closer.

I swallowed. This was it. The moment that I needed to tell him something–anything. And that, I did.

But first…

“How come you’ve never asked me about my family?”

Alaric tensed for a second, but he recovered quickly. “You never asked about mine either, did you? You just accepted my brother and mother when they came into your life.”

He kissed my forehead. “And you now know my father’s dead.”

At the mention of his father, my chest tightened. I was growing more nervous with every second that passed.

“Well, mine isn’t,” I finally said.

Alaric didn’t say anything, and when I looked back at him, he was watching me with an expression i couldn’t decipher. “He isn’t?”

“He’s very much alive… and in jail for killing a man.”

I don’t know why I rushed those words out, but I did. My eyes fell shut as shame washed over me, and I buried my face into his chest. “And not just that, but…” I sighed. “My father was not a good man, Alaric. He hurt so many people, ripped people off, stole their money… He built his entire empire off other people’s sweat and blood.”

Alaric’s arm grew heavy on my back. He wasn’t saying anything. “And he…” I swallowed. “He hurt me like it was all my fault.”

“Baby…” Alaric whispered, reaching for my chin so he could tilt my head up and I could look at him. “It wasn’t your fault. It’s NOT your fault. You know that, right? Whatever sins your father committed are his and his alone. Not yours.”

My vision blurred and I blinked the tears away. “I was only a little girl, and he…” I choked on a sob. “I’m sorry, Alaric, I can’t…”

I couldn’t continue. Couldn’t find the will to. “Just thinking about it, talking about it makes me feel like I’m reliving it. And that nightmare…”

Alaric cradled my head into his chest, running his hand up and down my back while he stroked my hair with the other hand.

And when he spoke, his voice was strained. “And was he the one who called you tonight?”

I nodded into his chest, sniffing. “He tried to. I didn’t accept the call when I was asked if I wanted to speak with him.” My voice shook. “I don’t know why he would call me. Juni… Juniper was the only one he ever truly loved. Not me.”

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