The heat.

Allison threw her arms wildly at Damien in several ways, yet none of the strikes hit him. He was very graceful in the manner at which he avoided every of the attack. It was strange yet on point.

Out of frustration, Allison wanted to adopt other severe measures, but no matter whatever she did, she just couldn't empty her rage on Damien. When she had gotten enough of the show, she staggered back.

Damien stood up, dusting his collar. He looked peaceful, calm and unscathed. He was neither impressed nor flushed.

"Is that all? Or is there anyone else who might want to give it a try?"

None of the girls could tell why he was doing this. They couldn't even explain why he was there. What guts he had to show up! None of them could explain. And again, to think that he had visited them with Jada. Their confusions were raised to the power of hundred.

"What are you doing here?"

Mira attacked him. It was obvious in the faces of the girls that none of them was pleased with him. None of them feigne