"What did I say to you last night?"Mr Colton sat up in his bed as he arched his head towards the door to look at the leader of his henchmen who had just walked into his room. The young and lanky man hurried forward and went down on his knees in a hearty bow. He put his head to the floor unwilling to raise his head. "Do you really think that this petty thing would make up for violating my privacy as well as doing exactly the opposite of what I have told you to do?"The fellow remained in that position without bulging, let alone putting up his head. Mr Colton heaved a sigh in frustration after staring at the fellow for a while. "You better have a sane reason for getting on my nerves. Else I will be setting your house on fire."The fellow jumped on his feet at that threat. "I dared not take your works lightly, Boss. But I have no choice but to do this because of the urgency of this matter. And you will thank me for it."Mr Colton's eyes squinted as he stared at the fellow for a long
"Damien!!!""You!!!?"Both the father and the daughter exclaimed at the same time. The fact that both exclaimed at the same time was another thing to worry about. Claire turned to her father, as her father to her. "Do you know him?"The both of them asked the same question at the same time. There was an awkward silence for a while. "I'll go first."Mr Colton decided to be the one who would go first. "I met him under a strange circumstance. I never thought I would ever set my eyes on this daring lad anymore."Mr Colton threw a searching gaze at Damien who didn't seem to be bothered. Damien had a great amount of peace spread across his face. "Who is this, Boss? Should I throw him out of this ---"The henchman who had walked in point in time choked on his words when Damien turned to him. "It's you. You? What are you doing here?"It happened that not only Mr Colton and his daughter were confused but the henchman also. And it seemed like it was only Damien that could put an end to the
"Have you heard about the island party of the elites who have had influence on the BMX group?"Damien started, retaining the new position which he had just assumed. When he had gotten on his feet, Mr Colton had assumed that he was going to walk straight to him and hurt him or do something close to that. But to see him stand there was quite a relief to the stressed man.Meanwhile, the henchman who had been thrown was beginning to get back on his feet. It was only his right and duty to always get back on his feet as long as he has the consciousness. His sole duty was to protect his master. "I'll skin you alive..."They heard the labored words of the henchman trying to catch up with the indifferent Damien. "Just let it go. Let it go!"Mr Colton called amgrily at the man. It was as though himself had finally gotten a hold of himself. He didn't look as scared as he was about few seconds ago. Perhaps because Damien didn't pose any threat."Leave."Mr Colton ordered and the henchman stagg
Elisa was lying on the couch in her office. It was night. About 8pm. She was spread on the couch, her eyes shut, and one of her hands over her forehead. It was obvious that she was in a sleep state. But not in a deep one. Suddenly, she felt a shadow hovering over her. For a moment, she thought she was caught up in a dream or something close to that. But then she recalled that she was very much conscious about things that were happening around her. Though her eyes were shut, yet her mind was quite active and relatively vibrant. She was so conscious that, if someone had opened the door, she would had known immediately. That was why she was baffled. Baffled about the supposed silhouette hovering over her face. Though the office was well lit, making it look like it was a daybreak inside the office, yet she could distinguished when an obstruction was made in the stream of light directed by the rays of the white led light hanging in the ceiling of the office. She wanted to dismiss the u
"Not to sound rude, but are you sure about this?"Elisa asked as they got to the front of the restaurant. It was the same restaurant where Damien had sacked the acting manager. The acting manager whose daughter he had hit on. "You don't like it here?"Damien wanted to be sure before making a decision. She turned to him, her eyes widening. "I don't like what? Are you kidding me? Do you know for how long I have wishing I could eat here?"It was quite strange to see Elisa excited. And now, not only was she excited, she couldn't hide it. She didn't mind about her ego or pretend. This must really mean a lot to her. I GUESS I MADE THE RIGHT CHOICE. He smiled at her. "Then let's go in."Damien said. "Seriously?"She asked again. There was joy seeped in her face. Such joy he hadn't seen on her since he had been with her. "Oh thank God."She hugged him and kissed him without warning. At this point in time, it was Damien who was stunned. He didn't expect it. He didn't see it coming; she
"What did you just say?"It was only natural for Elisa to be confused. She had just been knocked out of one heavy mood to the other. It was quite a wild yet brief hurl. "Will you be able to do it?"Damien asked, carrying on the discourse, as though there was nothing much to worry about. It was at that moment that Elisa realised that he meant whatever he had said. He was not joking around. She knew too well also that she couldn't talk him out of it. His eyes were cold and unamused. The usual expression he would wear whenever he was not backing down. She felt thirsty at oncd. She wanted to drink something. She needed something to distract her for a while... or perhaps wash her throat. She couldn't ask him to order something yet. She had no idea why they had not ordered anything yet. She looked back at him. He was obviously waiting for her to say something. He had asked her a question, it was only right that she provide an answer. "Why would you kick them out all of a sudden? I mean
"Was it love at first sight?"Damien muttered the question. He wanted an answer so bad, yet he couldn't lay his hands on it. He could bring up the Nether camera function and rewind to the past. He could bring up what happened that day. But he didn't find the urgent need to do that. Though he was curious, yet he wasn't impatient. What she mentioned about the unholy errand brought back so many memories to mind. He recalled how recklessly he was treated by the girls. He didn't want to think about the severity of their cruelty. Even though he had grown to look to the other side, yet he couldn't forget about all the experiences. Who would?And to think about what happened between himself and Elisa that day would do nothing but bring the memories. It was a dilemma of a sort. "There's in no point digging to the past."He dismissed. He had come to a conclusion finally. "Whatever happens henceforth would be at the mercy of the time."He shut his eyes for a sheer moment. There were a couple
She walked briskly past him, almost knocking him out of the way. She didn't stop for a moment, nor look him in the eyes. She got into the elevator and pushed at the button of the floor she was headed to. He was still standing in the hallway, his back to her. She didn't seem to care. The elevator kept descending for a while till it got to the floor. The door dinged and was opened before her. When the door opened, she saw a man standing before her, his back to her. She didn't need to be told who that was. She should be stunned that he had travelled to that place without using the elevator, but she wasn't. It was as though she had really grown used to the magical attributes that Damien would exude. She stomped out of the elevator, flinging her body towards her office. She didn't for once turn to him. She didn't hear him come behind her. She didn't care either. She walked into her office and edged straight to her workspace. She got her bag and looked around for the last time. When she