"...she's out of the hotel, dating the owner..."

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