"How many more hours you are gonna do this Ken?" I heard a voice from behind me and saw Ken's eyes snapping in that direction.

I took the opportunity holding his hand and kicking his knee making him fall on the ground and held the knife to his neck.

I was breathing heavily looking down at him. My hair coming out of the bun sticking to my face because of the sweat and my hands trembling because of the pain. I was tired beyond limit.

He looked up at me and smiled.

I smirked down and removed the knife from his neck.

He got up.

"Good." He said patting my back and turned to Damion.

I looked at him and he was wearing a dark brown dress shirt with black pants. The usual sleeves rolled and few buttons undone.

His hair were messy because of the fingers he had ran in them while working.

I knew one thing, he ran his fingers through his hair when it was stressed or trying to concentrate on something.

His eyes weren't shinning like always. He looked tired and exhausted.

"Just done here." Ken replied smiling.

Damion shifted his gaze on me and my breaths became more heavy than they already were.

His eyes scanned my taking in every blood stain and every bruise on my body.

His eyes met mine and I smiled palely trying to tell him I was okay. But of course he wasn't gonna buy that when he could clearly see I was not.

"I will see you tomorrow Ara." Ken said smiling at me and walked towards the door.

"Night 'Rey.'" He said quite teasingly and went out.

Damion's eyes didn't move from mine.

As Ken went out of sight, Damion walked towards me.

Even before I could blink, I was in his embrace. He held me to him tightly.

I winced at the pain as his grip tightened and he quickly let me go.

"I am fine." I smiled.

"Of course." He passed me one of his best glares causing me to smile.

"Let's go. We will clean the cuts and bandage them." He said cupping my face.

I nodded and he gripped my hand.

I bit back the wince. I didn't want him to think that he was hurting me. I knew he blamed himself for this whole fight thing. He was letting me do it only because I love fighting and he didn't want to keep me from doing my favourite thing.

I gazed up at him a smile forming on my lips.

I love him so much.

He opened there room door.

"I will take a quick shower." I told him and he nodded.

I went to the bathroom stripping off my clothes and got into the shower.

The warm water ran down my body. The cuts burning but it relaxed my tensed and paining muscles.

I stood there for a long time.

I got out dressing myself in one of his loose t-shirts like every night. I walked out to see him sitting on the bed with a first aid box in his hands.

His eyes quickly snapped to mine as he heard me coming.

I sat beside him and he pulled my hands on his lap without saying a word. The silence was more comforting. I just wanted to hit the bed without doing a single thing but knowing him, I knew he would not let me sleep without eating. It was almost 1.30 am. Our practices usually ended at 7. But as the fight was nearing, we needed to practice more.

He cleaned the cuts and bandaged them silently. He looked tired too. I knew he was exhausting himself. He was drowned in work. I knew everything was making him angry and furious. That he wasn't happy at all. He looked silent and calm but I knew he wasn't.

After he was done, I scooted closer to him taking his face in my hands.

His blue eyes looked at me. Silently. The glassy texture in his eyes made him seem more gentle.

"What is it?" I asked him.

He didn't say anything. Emotions flooded in his eyes.

They looked silently into mine.

"He is inviting his death." Damion whispered. I knew who he was talking about. His half sentences were enough for me to know what was going in his mind.

I smiled at his words.

"Of course he is. Nothing would happen to the Empire when you are the Rey." I told him.

He pressed his lips in a thin line not saying anything. The dark blue specs in his eyes were visible.

"Damion. Whatever it is. We are here. Ken, Will, Roger, Douglas are here. Nothing will happen to the Empire." I said.

He didn't believe me.

I knew something else was bugging him. But he wasn't speaking. I finally decided to give up. I brought my hands down but before I could, he held them.

I looked at him.

"Stay?" He asked.

My heart always went wild when he asked me to stay.

He again brought my hands up on his face.

"What is it?" I asked.

"There are many things going on Argyl. Many more things. He is behind you. He knows about us. I am afraid to loose you. I can't take any step that would put the mansion into danger. I can't seem to find any proof. The men that were following us were not his. He is playing smartly. I can not now just go and kill him. I won't attack him unless he gives me a proof. I know he is behind us. Behind you." He said all in a breath.

He had so much bottled up inside him. I knew he was worried. But what caught my attention was he was worried for me. And he didn't want to put me in danger.

"You still think of me as a weakness, don't you?" I asked him.

He sighed looking at me.

"It is not like that baby I-" He started.

"Damion, you love your men too. You care for them too. Have you ever seen Ken as a weakness?" I asked him.

He didn't say anything.

"Then why me?" I asked him, "I can fight Rey. I can fight standing right beside you. Don't worry about putting me in danger."

He stared at me.

"I know what this world is Damion. I can survive. I can kill." I replied.

"Of course you can Argyl. I know you can. But I don't want you to get hurt." He retorted his eyes turning cold. He wasn't understanding. I hated being treated as damsel in distress.

He was worried for me and so was I for him. But I wasn't asking him to stay in the Wing and never go out.

"I can say the same thing Damion." I argued, "I don't want you getting hurt too."

He didn't say anything. He was irritated and I knew he was about to loose it.

"You don't get it." He said getting up.

I got up too.

"What do you mean? Just because you are a man doesn't mean you can act all possessive and protective." I snapped.

I saw his face turning to emotionless one.

"Yes I can." He said in a calm voice. The coldness in it frightened me. I wasn't used to his this cold voice.

The Rey in him was out on show.

Anger was boiling inside me. I wasn't planning on backing away.

"No you fucking can't. Only you don't have the right to act possessive." I snapped in an angry tone.

"Don't test me Argyl. I have the right to be possessive over you. I can never let you fight again if I want. I hold the power over you." He said looking dead in my eyes.

His words infuriated me.

"Hold the power over me?" I asked him venom dripping my voice.

I knew he ran the world of my passion. I knew this was his Empire. That he was the Rey of Sanchez Empire.

But I never thought he would fight with me over this thing. Things were turning ugly. I was loosing my patience.

"You can't stop me. Stop behaving like I am some weak helpless girl you need to protect. Cause guess what? I am not! I can do it myself. I don't need a knight in shining armour to save me." I snapped throwing the glass on the floor.

The glass shattered.

His eyes turned colder if that was even possible. I saw his fists clenching and his jaw tightening.

"I hold the power over you. You are mine to protect." He said in a cold voice he used when I first saw him. His accent getting thicker. I had never heard his this kind of accent. The Spanish accent was visible in his voice.

"Yes I am yours. But not to protect. I want to fight by your side. Not hide in the Wing. Stop fucking acting like I am weak. Stop telling me that I can't be strong and I can't stand in this world. I have proved everyone wrong. I am anything but weak." I said tears starting to prickle my eyes.

I was weak back then but not anymore.

I saw something flashing in his eyes. The coldness in them disappeared in a moment and I saw regret in them.

He took a step forward and stood in front of me. His hand lifting up and he placed it on my cheek.

I was so angry that I wanted to pull away. But my brain always stepped functioning when it came to him.

I stopped myself from closing my eyes and leaning into his touch like I did every fucking time.

I took a step back away from him and saw pain in his eyes.

I knew he regretted what he said.

"Argyl look." He said taking a step forward. He clenched his fists on side trying not to let them lift and touch me.

"You are not weak." He said.

I looked at him emotionlessly.

"I don't want to protect you cause you are weak. But because I love you." He said cautiously taking a step towards me.

I listened to him without arguing.

"I don't know how to explain this baby, but the thought of you being in danger sets me in fury. I'm afraid to loose you." He whispered gaining his cool again. Damion was back again.

He lifted his hand slowly, his knuckled brushing on my cheeks. I didn't step back this time.

I stared into his beautiful eyes. They looked at me with so much intensity and love. I couldn't tear the gaze.

"I know you can protect yourself. But let me do it for you baby. Only because it satisfies me." He said as he continued to brush his fingers on my cheek. His touch feather light.

The anger inside me died as I looked at him. He knew how to calm me down.

"Let me do this?" He asked again.

I nodded without thinking of anything.

He nodded back looking into my eyes.

"Now, I don't want anymore discussions and arguments on this. We would never ever talk about this again. Okay?" He asked.

I nodded. Though I was not fully convinced by this, I decided to agree. I didn't want to upset him and make him angry just because of my arguments. I knew he was stressed enough and I didn't want to be one of the reasons for it.

He took one step forward wrapping his arms around me. I relaxed in his embrace forgetting the anger inside me. I buried my face into his chest and he sighed.

His warmth enveloping me.

"Don't ever step back from me. You get that?" He asked in a small voice.

I regretted stepping back from him that moment. I shouldn't have. I knew that hurt him.

"I never would." I replied.

"Good. Cause I won't let you." He said into my neck before inhaling deeply.

I melted into his arms as he held me close to him.

"Let's sleep. You must be tired." He said and I nodded.

I didn't want to step out of his embrace but my body was begging me to give it some rest.

I took a deep breath and stepped back.

He looked at me for a moment and gulped before walking towards the bathroom.

I got into the bed pulling the covers on me. I was tired. The argument I had with him, didn't make it any better.

I knew he wasn't gonna let go of protecting me. I knew he wasn't going to listen to me and understand what I was saying.

I didn't like being treated as a distress. I hate it. It makes me feel weak. And I wasn't weak.

But for his sake, I agreed. If it makes him feel better then so it be. I would let him protect me. I would let him stand in front of me. But I would step beside him if needed.

I would never hide. I would fight with him. With the King.

I heard the bathroom door open and I saw him walking out in his sweatpants.

His hair damp and muscles prominent on his body. His perfect body on show. The tattoos creeping upwards. I averted my gaze away from him looking at the covers.

I heard him walk to the bed and switch the light off.

He wrapped his hand around me pulling me to him and I didn't protest. I was so tired that I just wanted to sleep in his embrace forgetting everything that moment.

And so I did. We didn't say a word as I snuggled closer to him. It was funny that how I seek comfort in him even when I was upset. His fingers untied my hair and started moving softly in them. This was something I loved.

His heartbeat was a soothing melody and his fingers in my hair caressing them slowly. This was my comfort. My home.

I closed my eyes about to give into sleep.

"I love you baby. I will kill for you." I heard him whisper from a distance, thinking I was asleep. I fell into the darkness right after that.

But I knew he would.

Hey guys! Here you go with another chapter.

Damion has my heart every time he says "Stay." I swoon every freaking time!

Who else??

Well, the next chapter is something you might hate me after but never mind! I know you would love where the story goes!

So, what you think about this one?

Do you think Damion is right?

Or Ara is?

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