"She wouldn't even let me eat."Damien groaned when the knock on the door came. "Shield the food from preying eyes."He instructed. [Ping! Request admitted. System shielding...]He pushed the notification."Open the door."As soon as the door opened, he heard a gasp. He didn't have to turn to be able to tell what the problem was. She must have been shocked to see the door open itself."If you would come in. I don't have much time to spare."He called and then came the movement. When the lady walked in, she looked very cautious and somewhat scared. "Come have a seat."He offered and she did. She settled at his front, in a single couch which was opposite his. "Hi. Sorry for randomly bringing this up. Hope you are not mad at me? I just had to talk about somethings."She started. Damien felt like he had an idea of what she was about to say. But what was the point of getting ahead of himself when she could just pave her lips and have the words pouring?"What would you like? Drink? Food
"Do you mean it?""What would I gain making a joke out of that? Does that even make any sense."There was a weird silence which traversed the nook and crannies of the sitting room where all the girls were gathered. The nine girls. They all wore long faces. It was obvious that there was something going on. And not one of them was willing to speak. Not yet. Funny enough, they weren't even looking one another in the eyes. It was as though each of them was invested in his own thoughts and wouldn't be denied of the flow.The only sound heard was the whirring of a bot which purified the air. The scent was beautiful and heart-winning. "I can't just wrap my head around it. No matter how hard I try to think of it, it doesn't add up."Tendzel was the first to bring up the mood. "Tell me about it. Damien dating the manager of the hotel? Nah, it's a lie. It can never be possible. It doesn't even make any sense. I mean is that how classless she is?""No, that isn't even the main deal here. The
"How dare you barge into our apartment without permission? Who the hell do you think you are? Is this how you were trained? Do you act so rudely towards the rest of the guests who checked in into this hotel? Or do you think because we are not men we can't fight for ourselves? What were you thinking? That you would just barge in and we would fold our arms... NO, I mean spread our arms and welcome you in perpetual hugs?"None of the girls could interrupt Evelyn. She didn't look like she felt remorseful. She didn't seem like she cared that she had just done something like that. "Evelyn..."Ayisha was calling in a gentle voice but Evelyn didn't for once break the wild glare aimed at Elisa. It was strange and creepy to see Evelyn in such a foul mood. You could as well argue that none of the girls would believe that she could do something like that. All attention went from Evelyn to Elisa. Everyone was expecting what would happen. None of them could tell from Elisa's face what she might d
"Who did that to you?"He had jumped over the couch and was walking briskly towards her. "What..."She tried to hide her face but he held her arm and pulled her closer. So close that she could feel his breath all over her face. Enough to make her look him in the eyes, even if that was the last thing on her mind. He touched her cheek, tracing one of his fingers across it. "Who the fuck did this to my woman?""It's nothing."She knocked his hand off her face and walked towards her work table. "I'm here to pick something. I have something urgen to attend to."He turned. He watched her get to her table and pick what she wanted. "When did you get back? You weren't here five minutes ago when I left the office."Damien said nothing to her. All he did was stare at her. She advanced towards him. She got to him and touched his cheek with her warm palm. She kissed him softly in the lips. Pulling away, her eyes searched the corners of his. "Don't worry about this. Just a little touch of ma
Damien never thought that Elisa could feel so intimidated before the girls. She clutched at his left arm, holding it dearly. Damien looked at her, trying to read the expression her face was holding. He had a strange feeling. It was strange but soothing. It was the feeling that a lady of such a big class leaning on him. Looking unto him for protection. Perhaps he needed a little more time to adjust to the fact that he wasn't the wretched Damien he used to be. For the record, since he arrived back from the island, he could get whatever he wanted. He didn't even need to put his heart to it. All he had to do is wish for it, and the system would lead him towards actualizing the desires. When he looked away from her, his gaze was thrown at the girls. He looked from one girl to the other. He was giving them a little time to come up with whatever they had in mind. It was natural to opine that if the girls had come that far, then they must have something to say. When his gaze fell on the
He pulled the car over at the front of one of the biggest car dealerships in the country. It was the Avalyn Automobiles. She couldn't see where they were yet. The glass was tinted. He gazed at her again. She wasn't looking at him. He didn't know what to think. He looked away from her, his face thrown towards the windshield. He was not schooled in the art of dealing with women. Who amongst the men are? It was quite an expensive art which even the richest man can't afford. He goes bankrupt whenever he makes an attempt to make a purchase. He didn't make an attempt to say a word. He stepped out of the car and walked to her side. He got the door of the car and she stepped out. When she stepped out, her eyes widened. It was obvious that there was something which came as a shock to her. She looked away from the tag of the magnificent company to Damien. Her tough face softened a bit. Her gaze was inquisitive. She wanted to ask a question but she didn't. From the look of things, Damien c
WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE?Was one of the multiple questions which Damien would love to ask Mr Colton. He had never thought that he could randomly walk into him. It was also strange to meet under such a circumstance. Mr Colton looked smitten. It was reasonable. He had just watched his sister pull away from a lad, in deep kisses. Of course he would need some sort of explanation. Truth be told, Damien wasn't so good at such topics and arts like these. These were the kinda corners where he made a mess of himself. But this time, he would try not to ruin things or make it complicated. Not for himself but his woman. "It's good to see you again, sir."He started, reaching out his hand to shake Mr Colton. Then he recalled that the last he met with the man, they didn't build a rapport that could make them exchange handshakes. While trying to withdraw his hand out of perpetual embarrassment which he didn't want to make obvious,"Do you know my brother?"Elisa had an inquisitive gaze dig
Damien had every reason to react with violence. Though he anticipated something close to this but he never knew that it would be thrown at him even when he was scarcely thinking of it. Or could it be that Mr Colton knows something about him? If he didn't, then why would he fancy a stealthy attack on a poor civilian? Damien was trying to wrap his head around it. Yet in the midst of all these strange thoughts which clouded his mind, something even more interesting came up. After Mr Colton's instruction aimed at beating the pulp out of him, nothing came. If there was an instruction given, shouldn't actions succeeds? But he was waiting. Waiting for what would come next. Soon enough, a strange wave of laughter came from behind him. "Huh?" Damien could fight that word out. It was something inspired by surprise. Given by everything which had just happened, he had no idea which part of it was funny. After the laugh, the strong grips pinning his body to the wall lightened and he was