“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
Bianca's heart raced as she made her way to their usual meeting spot in the school garden the next morning. She clutched the strap of her bag tightly, her mind swirling with a mixture of excitement and fear. Today was the day she would tell Damion about her decision to pursue her modeling career overseas. As she approached the garden, the scent of blooming flowers filled the air, mingling with the soft murmur of the wind rustling through the leaves. She spotted Damion sitting on an old wooden bench beneath the shade of a giant oak tree, his eyes fixed on the ground as he absentmindedly twirled a blade of grass between his fingers.Taking a deep breath, Bianca walked over to him, her footsteps echoing softly on the gravel path. Damion looked up at the sound, his eyes lighting up with a mixture of love and happiness as he saw her approaching."Bianca," he said, rising to his feet and pulling her into a warm embrace. "I've missed you, and I’m sorry for how we ended things last night."B
The morning sun streamed through the window of Damion's room, casting a warm glow over his cluttered desk and rumpled sheets. But despite the brightness of the day outside, Damion felt a heavy weight pressing down on his chest as he dragged himself out of bed.Bianca should be getting to Paris now, he thought as he sighed.His heart felt heavy with sorrow as he went through the motions of getting ready for his lecture. Every step felt like a struggle, every breath an effort to push back the overwhelming feeling of sadness that threatened to consume him.As he made his way across campus, Damion couldn't shake the feeling of hopelessness that squeezed his heart of all happiness. Thoughts of Bianca filled his mind, her laughter echoing in his ears as he remembered their conversations and most especially, their shared moments.Although he knew that Bianca's decision to pursue her modeling career overseas was the right one, that didn't make it any easier to accept.Lost in his thoughts, Da
Bianca's heart fluttered with anticipation as she reached for her phone, the soft chime of a new message drawing her attention away from the bustling streets of Paris. With a quick swipe, she unlocked the screen and saw that she had received a text from an unknown number.She eagerly tapped on the notification, her heart racing with excitement as she hoped it was Damion. She had forgotten to ask for his number and she had been hoping he would text her since the day before. As she read it, her heart swelled with emotions. He had finally messaged her and the message was like a glimmer of hope, assuring her that he had not forgotten her and he was supportive of her decision.Tears welled up in Bianca's eyes as she read the message. Despite the miles that separated them, his love felt close, wrapping around her like a warm embrace that chased away the loneliness of being in a new city.With a shaky breath, Bianca composed a reply to him as well, telling her about Paris, how lovely and co
The air was thick with tension as Damion made his way through the crowded corridors of the school, his footsteps echoing off the walls in a hollow rhythm. It was the end of another long day of lectures and studying, and all he wanted was to escape the suffocating confines of the school grounds and retreat to the safety of his dorm room.But as he rounded the corner and stepped out into the fading light of the evening, Damion's heart sank at the sight that greeted him. There, blocking his path, stood Wes and his gang of thugs he called friends, their faces twisted into cruel sneers as they advanced on him like a pack of wolves closing in on their prey.Damion's blood ran cold as he recognized the familiar faces of his former bullies, the memories of past torment flooding back with painful clarity. For months now, he had endured their taunts and beatings, their relentless harassment was like a constant shadow looming over him like a dark cloud.But today was different. Today, Damion was