Chapter 176

　　A soft hand touching him hesitatingly, it penetrated his drunk haze. So soft, and oh so soothing. 　　It reminded him of when he was a young lad in his mother's knees. His mother would read to him, and teach him how to do maths. She will praise him and pat the soft curls of his head when he does things right. 　　The small hand that caressed his thigh, and now, his hair, was like a soothing balm to his wounded soul. To his head raving mad. 　　One by one, his demons began receding. One by one, the dark memories began fading. They loosened their fierce hold on him. Only a bit. 　　For the first time, he became aware of his surroundings. Of the soft trembling body he pinned to the wall, thrusting savagely and hungrily into her. 　　Danika. 　　He loosened his hold on her breast, but his control was still shot to dust. He only slowed his strokes, but he didn't stop. He couldn't. 　　He pressed his sweaty head to the side of her face, "Danika...?" He breathed for the first time. 　　Relief was l