SAMANTHA'S POV….
“What?” He asked without raising his eyes from his computer..
“Are you mad at me?” I meekly asked but he Simply heaved a sigh but didn't stop what he was doing.
“What makes you think I'm?” He was being so neutral and I hated it so much..
I loved it when he was being all giddy and lovey Dovey with me but right now I think he's really mad at me and I still don't know what I've done…
It seems like I need to use a secret weapon to get him to talk.
“can you please talk to me, please? I can't take it anymore.” I burst into tears and this immediately got his attention as he hugged me tightly with a panicked expression on his face…
“I'm so sorry, My love I didn't mean any of that..” He tried to coax me as he kept stroking my back and I Didn't know whether to laugh or cry..
Of course Damian couldn't stand seeing me in tears…
“ Did I do something wrong? You know I can't stand you getting mad at me..” I went on with my acting and this made him even more guilty..