“Can you drive?” Bianca asked, tossing Damion the key to her car as she climbed into the passenger side without waiting for his response.Damion sighed as he watched her get comfortable in the car, checking herself out on her phone camera. He was now in a dilemma because he had wanted to tell her he didn’t drive but she had already made her choice so he got into the driver’s seat and inserted the key.“You know, for a minute there, I thought you were going to say you didn’t drive,” she taunted and Damion decided it would have been a bad idea to tell her he didn’t drive so he steeled his mind and turned the key in the ignition. In truth, Damion had only learnt how to drive when he was still back at the orphanage.Old Mr. Ben, one of the neighbors then, had taught him how to drive his old truck and he had practiced after school everyday for three months. But ever since he left the orphanage, he had not driven any other car.And even though he wanted to say no to Bianca, he started the
Damion slowly stepped on the gas this time around as Bianca guided him into putting the gear in reverse. As he guided the car out of the compound, Bianca had taught him how to work with the gear in her car, and soon they were cruising downtown.As he drove, Bianca connected her bluetooth to the car’s speaker and started to sing along to the music. Damion glanced at her once in a while to see her head thrown back, her hand fisted in front of her mouth to resemble a microphone and she was belting the lyrics, singing along.He smiled as he concentrated fully on the road. This was the first time he was seeing Bianca in her element, happy and carefree. And the realization brought him happiness too.He stopped the car in his old apartment. “Where are we?” Bianca asked, opening her eyes once the car stopped.“Welcome to my compound. I need to go in and change from this suit quickly. You didn’t think I was going to go get ice cream in a five thousand dollar Italian suit, did you?” he asked, r
“I have a question for you. Do you still want to cancel our engagement?” Damion asked after a while. Bianca thought about it for a while and sighed heavily. It wasn’t like she wanted to cancel the engagement earlier, it was just the anger that made her do it. She liked Damion more than she would admit to him but she didn’t want him bound to her just because of a silly betrothal made by their guardians without their consent.Marrying a man out of obligation rather than love was something she had never wanted for herself and she wouldn’t start wanting it now.“Honestly, yes.” Damion tried to hide his disappointment but Bianca noticed it anyway.She held out her hand and rested it on his thighs, causing his attention to shift to her face. “I really like you Damion and I could see myself marrying you, but I don’t want you to feel obligated to marry me. I have always wanted to fall madly in love with the man I’m going to marry and I want the same for you too,” she told him in a soft voi
Damion walked into the office he saw Bianca disappear and he found her on a queue wanting to pay for the rides. He walked up to her and pulled her away.“What are you doing? You just made all my hard work amount to nothing, now I’ll have to queue at the end of the line all over again.” she whined as she crossed her arms over her chest and when she was done talking, her lips pursed into a pout.“Come on. I saw an arena where we could watch the racers on the other end, and if you don’t mind I'd really love to watch a race or two before getting the tickets,” Damion remarked, pulling her as he stalked to the other end of the establishment.She snatched her hand away from his, and squinted her eyes at him.“You’re not using this as a tactic to avoid competing with me, are you?” Damion laughed as if she just said the most ridiculous thing. “Come on, why would I do that?”“Well, because you know I would beat you,” she replied, so confident in her skills. “Babe, even if I was to compete with
“Please add this gentleman’s drink to my bill,” he told the bartender. When he was done paying, he slid the card back into his pocket and grabbed the drinks in each hand. He then extended his elbow so Bianca could hook her hand which she did with her regal confidence. Damion then turned back to the man and looked at him in disdain, “Never ever talk to my woman again. That will serve both as a warning and a threat.”The man gulped audibly in fear and Damion walked away in satisfaction. That was his first attempt at intimidating anybody and it seemed like it had worked. He looked at Bianca as she latched onto his arm, standing tall and proud by his side, the gaze she gave him was one of complete adoration; Damion knew he had done the right thing. They found a vacant window near the stage where they were racing and sat there. The sun had already gone down but the race course was illuminated by a lot of stadium lights that it even looked brighter than day. Damion directed his focus bac
Bianca got to the register before him and sat down on a stool, turning to look at him with a superior look in her eyes.Damion looked at her skeptically, debating if he should question the look in her eyes or just leave her be. “What is that look you’re giving me?”“Well, I got here before you. I feel like that's an omen, signifying how the race will go.” Bianca stated, feeling proud of herself and Damion shook his head.“That doesn’t mean anything, I honestly doubt you could beat me even if you tried with all you’ve got. Besides, I thought we were a team competing against the other guys,” He asked, raising an eyebrow to challenge her. “Of course we are a team. I was just saying, you know.” She turned towards the register, and Damion knew that was the end of the conversation.He moved towards the register and purchased their tickets, after which they were led into the changing room. Daimon watched Bianca breeze through the clothes in the hangar as she ignored them and headed towards
Damion bent until he was eye level with her before saying, “You are the first woman I’ve seen ride a bike and you challenged that man out there. Believe me, he’ll never forget that he was almost bested by a woman; the same way I’ll never forget that the woman that challenged three men and came out third is my woman.”Calling her his woman seemed to do the trick as Bianca looked up at him as if she was just seeing him for the first time. Damion then stood to his full height and cupped her cheeks gently.She watched his face with apprehension and realized his intentions when his face started getting closer. She didn;’t pull back this time around, instead, she stood on tiptoes and grabbed the back of his neck as she pressed their lips together.Damion groaned at the confidence she displayed when she yanked him forward by the neck to access his lips better. Her lips were soft and everything he dreamed of, and words could not describe the way his emotions went out of control.He grabbed he
Damion didn’t want to leave her alone but he needed to get home as soon as possible. He had planned to go to the Lance Mansion to update both Bella and grandfather about the progression of the situation.Bianca opened the passenger side door and climbed down as Damion removed his seat belt and came down after her. She was already halfway to the garage door when he caught up with her. “Bianca baby, come on. Don’t be like that, please…” He grabbed her by the arm and turned her to look at him. There were tears in her eyes and Damion was already feeling tired from the amount of times she had cried today.Is this what happens when a girl has feelings for you? She just cries all the time or what is happening? So many confusing thoughts passed through his mind as she clutched at his shirt and sobbed.“I don’t want to leave you either but you know we can’t be together tonight. It’s just not possible.” If Bianca heard anything Damion said, she didn’t show any indication of it. Damion sighed