Taming The Alpha Female novel Chapter 4

{Damon}

*Present day*

“Too much of groceries in the cart. Your parents are coming over?” I asked Delilah as soon as I reached her. She didn’t say anything but nodded.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked again in a concerned tone. Seeing her, my friend-slash-crush as she likes to say it, I was bothered. She moved her head sideways indicating nothing was wrong. But I am having none of it.

I intertwined our fingers and planted a kiss on her knuckles. She sighed in contentment. I don’t know what I was doing. I know she was leading me into something she wasn’t sure herself. But being with her felt so good. If that’s how the destruction of a man is supposed to be, I will face it... with open arms.

“You know I am always there for you. Right?”

“I know Damon. I am grateful for that. Really.” She exhaled in disappointment.

I never wanted Delilah to be grateful or something of that sort. I love her beyond her imagination. I even told her once to breakup with her fiancé and I am ready to handle all the consequences. She denied it. I have never fallen for someone this hard, that I wasn’t even bothered to be broken.

After my mother died in a car accident, I cared for no one. But Delilah, she was the angel in disguise, sent from heaven who just took all my problems away. The day she decided to be my business partner, it was the big change in my life. I fell for her... at the first sight.

At first, I thought it was just infatuation. But the more time I spend with her, the respect for her grew. Honestly, she was intimidating towards me on the first day. It intrigued me. How can a person so tiny to me, have so much power over me?

But she knew how to handle her business... alongside with her personal problems. I wanted to have her as my girlfriend, but I realised it was too early. She hasn’t moved on...yet. We became good friends instead.

I went to her apartment with her. It was usual for us. For starting up our business and investing a handsome amount of money, it was a risk we both took. No one was backing us up. We had to find a common ground. Me spending time with her, at her apartment helped a lot in that.

Dropping her grocery bags on the counter, I hugged her from behind. My love for her was platonic. Hugs like this, kisses on forehead, were usual. She knows I adore her. She even expressed her wish of wanting to be with me, when she was drunk obviously. Cause when she is sober, she won’t admit her feelings towards me.

We were chopping vegetables for her favourite beef stew. She loves to eat, and I love that so much about her. She wasn’t scared to fill her plate with food. I chuckled at her curse words and resumed my task.

“Hey, am I supposed to wash them again?”

“They are washed already, just put it in the pot. Some salt in it. And for god’s sake do not forget the lid.” She yelled at the last part. She was clear with her instructions, like always. Honestly, I wasn’t a big of being a domesticated person. But I was willing to try it... for her.

I was on the internship of ‘being her husband’ from last four years. And she hasn’t made up her mind yet. Woman. But again, I know signing on a paper is nothing compared to the commitment you get. Unspoken commitment. Since I confessed my feelings towards her, she hasn’t gone on a date with another man.

She can take all the time in this world she wants; I will wait for her till I die. I know moving on was hard for her. She is a sensitive person; she feels more than she shows. She was hurt, but I can’t fast-forward the time and heal her. She has to deal with it, herself.

“Done boss.” I smirked as soon as made a sound of covering the pot with its lid. Rolling her eyes, she turned to me and smiled.

“I am not your boss. We are partners. And outside work, we are friends.”

“I wish that I was your partner in real life too.” I said under my breath. I was dying to be with her. But I didn’t want pressurize her into something she wasn’t ready. Being with me was a tough job too. Since I haven’t told her who I am in my other time.