The Mask Of The Monster - Chapter 80

(From Leandro’s Perspective)

I placed her on the bed carefully so she would not wake up. But she was not sleeping deeply this time. The moment her back touched the mattress, she opened her eyes.

“Are we home?” she asked, rubbing her eyes.

“Yes, we’re home,” I said and kissed her on the nose. I did not know why, but every second I could not help but want to touch her, even in the slightest.

“I’m hungry,” she mumbled.

“Change into something comfortable first. I’ll make food,” I said and left for the kitchen.

She again changed into my shirt and came to the kitchen. She might not have noticed as she was still a bit sleepy that she had not worn any shorts underneath it. As she sat on the stool with her legs apart as she always did, her underwear came into view.

“Oh my goodness! Where did you get this? Are those for me?” she exclaimed the moment she saw watermelon on the table. She behaved as if they were the best thing in this world. She had not even reacted this way when she saw those expensive stones. She was indeed quite an interesting thing.

She ate as if she had not eaten in days. Her sleep seemed to go away completely as she devoured the watermelon. I did not like watermelon that much, but I ate along with her so she would be happy.

“You’re the best, do you know that? I wish I could keep them in the refrigerator. You know, it feels even great when you eat cold watermelon. I love them. So sad that we don’t have a refrigerator here,” she muttered impatiently. “Do you know I’m actually a quiet person? I never talk to people much. But I talk to you a lot. I don’t know why, I just feel comfortable with you. I don’t understand why some people call me sharp-tongued. I mean, am I like that?”

“Not to me,” I said.

“Good to know. Anyway, so I was about to ask you some things. You said that shifters can heal their wounds, right? Then why do you have those scars on your chest?”

“I got them before I’ve turned. A shifter can heal them after they turn for the first time. The wounds that they get before turning don’t heal,” I replied.

“How did you get those scars? They look deep…”

“I don’t know. Mother said that I was born with those.”

“That’s a lie! No one is born scratched. Your mother lied to you. Don’t tell me you believed that,” she said loudly.

“No, I don’t believe that. But I don’t know what caused this as well.”

“I have a feeling that_ those scars have something to do with your difference among the shifters,” she mumbled.

“I’ve tried to find out a lot, but I couldn’t.”

“Hmm,” she muttered. “Anyway, so your cousin has scars on his face too. He got that many scars before he turned?”

“An Orgade scratched him. But how do you know he is my cousin? I haven’t told you,” I said, surprised.

“I guessed. He looks a lot like you. So it’s clear that he is your cousin from your mother’s side. I mean, your father is not that good-looking, no offense. So, you must look like your mother,” she said normally.

“You’re pretty smart for your age. It’s not like I support your reckless behavior, but your smartness kind of defeats whatever comes in your way because of your recklessness.”

“You mean I’m well balanced?” she asked, her eyes shining brightly.

“Kind of. But I still don’t support your recklessness,” I said coldly.

“I knew I’m well balanced, huh! I wish my body was well-balanced too. It’s really of weird shape. I mean, just look at me. I’m so slim, but my boobs… Why are they of abnormal size? I know they are not freaking big, but they look big as per my body. Don’t you think? No, don’t say anything. You make everything sound weird. I think my butts are not of a weird shape, right? Anyway, you are not in a weird shape. Let me see…,” she said, looking at me with her index finger on her lips as if she was measuring everything of my features, “You have a sharp jaw. It’s a good thing that you don’t have any beard. It looks better this way. Zoe thinks that guys with beards are hotter, but I think you look better than any of the guys I saw. I’m sure she would have a crush on you. You are tall, yeah, really tall with a perfect athletic build. Your muscles are hard, your chest is hard too… You have six packs, or eight, I don’t know, perfect abs and torso. Your legs are long, not too long, I mean not like Linda’s friend. Your hair is good too. I’m not a fan of plain black hair, but yours looks really good. We call it raven black. Your hair isn’t curly, but straight and a bit unruly, not too much. It’s very deep and moist and shiny. And_ you have dark brown eyes, almost black. They are really cool, you know,” she breathed out the words while eyeing me up and down again and again.

“You mean I’m good-looking and handsome?”

“Of course you are. No one can deny that. You might be cold and arrogant towards others, but even they can’t say that you’re ugly. Honestly, you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. In my world, you would become the number one eligible bachelor, I swear. Hot women would throw themselves on you, try to seduce you. Girls would drool over someone as handsome as you.”

“Then why don’t you date this handsome guy?” I asked.

“Well, my answer is still the same. I’m considering. You might be handsome, but there is no universal truth saying that handsome men can’t be assholes, no offense. I know you aren’t like that, but I need to think about it more. You know, I’m not someone to think of dating someone and then leaving if things don’t go the right way. I want to find my one and only and if I do find him, I’m not planning on leaving. I’m going to find someone who won’t make things hard for me, support me and accept me the way I am, and I’ll do the same for him.”

“So you want to date only one person in your life?”

“That’s right. I know it’s probably a stupid saying and hard to believe, but I really don’t want to mess around with my heart. It’s fragile. If it’s broken once, I’m sure it will never get better. I know a lot of people won’t agree with me. But it’s their decision. If anyone wants to play with their heart and get in and out of relationships, it’s how they want to live their life. I respect their decisions. But as for me, I don’t think I’ll ever do that. If I ever get betrayed in one relationship, then no matter what, I’ll never get into another one. There’s no point in dragging someone else with me if I fall and I’m sure that if I ever get hurt by someone I love, I’ll never get better and_ turn into something that even Saturn would refuse to look at,” she said.

Did she even know how deep her words were? But no matter what, I was going to prove that I was her one and only. I could not just let her go like this. I needed to make her mine, not just because I wanted her, but because I could not think of anyone else treating her badly and breaking her heart. I wanted to make her life filled with happiness the way she deserved. She had had enough in that heinous family of hers. Now all she needed was the right person. Though I had never thought I would fall for a person like her, but now that I did, I was sure that she was the right person for me. Now I just needed to make sure she knew that I was the right person for her.

After we had watermelon, she refused to eat anything else. I did not want to eat anything either. She said she was going to freshen up a bit and then go to bed. I thought of reading a book in the meantime. But my mind was not in the book at all. I was thinking about her. With each passing minute, it was getting harder and harder for me to control myself around her. The good thing was, she was giving in slowly as well. It was clear that she was feeling something as well. I was just waiting for the time when she would fully give in and I would make her mine fully.. That day, I would be able to call her mine without any kind of hesitation and restriction.