Alpha Damien's Breeder: The first night
Chapter 41: Intimacy Phobia

Chapter 41: Intimacy Phobia

Aurora found herself at a loss for words as she stared at Damien. Was she truly his?

"Why do you look surprised? Are you probably having thoughts of being mine?" He teased, further making her blush out of embarrassment. She wanted to smack the grin he was wearing off his face. Such a shameless Alpha!

"Alpha, It was stated in the contract not to covet more than I was given. I have no plan to become yours," she replied.

"If you want, I could help you become one!" Ignoring her discomfort, he didn’t stop teasing her.

"Well, I don’t want to die lonely," she answered, referring to his words five years ago. Damien smirked, amused by the fact that she still remembered what he said ages ago. She was really the interesting type, and the more she got amusing, the more he wanted to explore her.

"I will make you an exception, what do you say?" He asked.

"I say No!" Raising her voice, she answered. Her face was already turning red and she needed some fresh air.

"You are blushing again!" He teased, leaning forward, causing her to strain her neck in retreat.

"I...thank you for this," she managed to say before quickly leaving Damien’s room. Upon reaching her own room, she collapsed onto the bed, trying to calm her racing heart.

Perhaps she had misunderstood him, it was likely just one of Damien’s jokes. Besides, she had a contract as his breeder, and that was probably all he meant.

"Don’t overthink it," she scolded herself, pushing away those nagging thoughts.

Looking at the phone in her hands, she felt a surge of happiness. It had been five years since she last used a phone, before the unfortunate accident. She had missed so much, and the technology had advanced significantly.

She was at a loss on how to operate it as it was much different compared to five years ago. She was so clouded in her revenge that she hadn’t paid attention to the real world.

Scarlet must be busy with work, and she didn’t want to disturb her. So she decided to wait until tomorrow morning when they would meet with Theresa.

As she was about to settle in for a good night’s sleep, a knock on her door startled her. Curious about the visitor, she began walking toward the door but stopped in her tracks as the person entered without waiting for permission.

Of course, it was Damien, always bold and unapologetic.

"Don’t bother knocking next time," she said, managing to suppress an eye roll.

"I love when you advise," he sarcastically replied, earning a frown from Aurora. Why couldn’t he be serious when it mattered?

Uninterested in engaging in playful banter at such a late hour, Aurora asked, "Is there something else you want to give me?" Dismissing his mischievous words.

"I gave you something, so I want something in return," he stated, causing her to scoff. She knew Damien well enough to suspect that he had an ulterior motive. Nothing came for free with someone like him.

"I am not rich. I have nothing else to offer you, Alpha, except my appreciation," she retorted, intending to play along with his arrogance.

"Nice, but what I want in return doesn’t involve money," he said, taking steps closer to her. Panic began to rise within her, and she instinctively moved back, finding herself cornered against the bedpost.

"Let’s talk with some distance between us, I can’t think clearly with you so close," she said, attempting to maintain some control.

"Think about only me, I don’t want to keep my distance," his voice turned seductive, causing her legs to weaken. Their proximity made it difficult for her to focus, and her mind felt chaotic.

"What do you want?" She managed to swallow the lump in her throat and asked.

"I want you!" He declared, suddenly pulling her even closer, eliminating any space between them. Her widened eyes dropped to his lips, and she couldn’t help but wonder what they might taste like.

No, she had to stay focused. Aurora knew she wasn’t ready to be intimate with him. Despite her body’s desires, her mind wasn’t prepared for it.

She felt scared and terrified of the potential consequences. What if he discarded her after using her, just like Lucas did? But Lucas loved her, she was only his breeder. She would have to leave her child once she was done giving birth and leave.

"Hey, breathe in and out," Damien called out her name, tapping her shoulder to help her regulate her breathing. Lost in thoughts about intimacy with Damien, she hadn’t realized she was searching for breath.

"Are you asthmatic?" He asked after releasing her from his grip.

Taking deep breaths, she shook her head and sat on the bed, trying to calm herself down. "I am fine, I just...," she trailed off, unable to articulate her feelings.

"Don’t tell me you have an intimacy phobia?" He raised an eyebrow, chuckling. It amused him that she had a fear of intimacy, yet she had signed the contract.

"I...I don’t know," she answered sincerely, grappling with her emotions. Was it possible she had an intimacy phobia? When and how did it start? Did Lucas’s cruelty trigger it?

"Have you been with a man before?" His next question made her nervous. Apart from Scarlet, no one else knew about her past. Could she trust Damien with such sensitive information? No, it was best not to get attached to him and focus on her own priorities.

"No," she replied.

"Better," he muttered, though she was too lost in thought to fully comprehend his words. He couldn’t help feeling bitter at the thought of her with another man. He was sure she was still a virgin, so what could be the problem?

"Are you afraid of me?" He asked knowingly, fully aware of the intimidation he exuded. Did she fear that he would hurt her?

"I am not," she answered, but her face didn’t align with her words. So that was the problem, she feared him, which Damien found amusing.

"Then I will be sleeping in your room tonight."