Damien knew he was not meant to say that. He acted out of impulse. He was just tired of seeing this annoying little man called Gabe. Damien saw him as nothing but annoying. Could he not get the memo? Joanna was done with him. If she wanted to continue with him, then Damien would have thought Joanna had gone crazy and did not value herself.He stiffened a little the moment he realized what he had done. Not only did he just call himself Joanna's boyfriend, but he pulled her closer to him. This was his boss. His saviour. The one person who made sure he did not die on the streets of New York with nothing on him aside from the clothes he had on.His mind travelled to several things at once. What if she denied him? What if she fires him? What if she sent him out of the house because of this? The thought made him more tense. He bit his tongue, cursing at himself for making this terrible mistake. Joanna definitely would not be happy about this.Joanna placed her hand on his chest. Yes, it too

Damien stared at the ceiling, his hand on his stomach. His thoughts were going wild and he needed to stop it before it went out of control. He knew who he was dealing with. He hates that he was in this situation but he was in it and he had to control himself. Not only is Joanna his boss and the one to pull him out of his misery, but he underwent a divorce not long ago.He could not possibly jeopardize the little peace he had now all because of some fantasy that had been dancing in his head non-stop. It has been two days. He had not spoken to her aside from mere greetings or to inform her to come down to the dining area for a meal. That was it.But it bugged him. What he saw and felt that day, he could explain but was still unbelievable to him. Joanna could not have possibly meant that in a sexual way, could she? He was so close to asking her that day but he chose not to. What if he was wrong? And what if she gets upset that he thinks of her that way after all she has done?He had not

It only took him a few minutes to arrive at the bastard’s place. It was an old crib but looked taken care of, to say the least. Damien did not care about the exterior of the house. All he cared about was to put some sense into that madman that thought he was the best man on earth. He did not have to honk for the gate of the building to be opened by the gateman.The gateman was familiar with the car. He knew it was his boss’s girlfriend’s car, but not only that, but his boss was fond of moving around with the car. Damien flung the driver’s seat door before stepping out. The gateman was stunned because he was surprised by the unfamiliar face. He would have approached, but Gabe was out already.Gabe had thought Joanna was back to her senses and was bringing the car to him as a form of appeasement. He had a smirk on his face as he stepped out, but the moment he spotted Damien, it disappeared. Damien was in no mood to banter words with Gabe. If he tried to act stupid or oblivious to the fa

Morning came and Joanna turned to the side as she slowly became awake. She had slept for a long time. Even at that, she felt like she needed more sleep. She kept her eyes open for a minute before she shut them again due to the light.When she opened them up again, it took a few seconds for her sight to clear up so she could have a better look at the person who sat at her side. “Damien” she muttered, with her throat dryShe did not try to call him again. He was resting. From his tired expression, she knew he stayed a long time before falling asleep. His head was hung over his body as his chest rose and fell. Her lips curved up in a painful smile.The door to the ward opened and a nurse walked in. “Good morning miss” the nurse greeted politelyJoanna smiled at her as she did not have enough energy to speak. “How are you feeling?” The nurse inquiredThis time Joanna nodded. “Thirsty?” The nurse asked but did not wait for a reply before approaching the table for a glass of waterShe helpe

Joanna tossed the car keys on the coffee which alerted Damien who was in the kitchen preparing lunch for both of them. He stepped out putting on an apron, part of his face covered in flour while he wiped his hands with a clean rag. He gave her a wide smile. “Had fun?” he asked as he approached herJoanna nodded with a frown on her face but once she raised her head she completely forgot what she was upset about. She burst out laughing, unable to control herself. Her hand flung to her stomach as her laughter increased. Damien chuckled nervously as he had no idea why she was laughing. He looked to his sides wondering what was making her laugh.“What’s funny?” he askedJoanna gestured for him to come closer to her. He did and she led him to the mirror that hung on the mirror at the side. Damien's hand subconsciously went to that spot the moment he saw what he looked like. Even for him, it was embarrassing.“Let me go clean it up” He hurriedly walked upstairs while Joanna shook her headHe