Damien stared at the ceiling, his hand on his stomach. His thoughts were going wild and he needed to stop it before it went out of control. He knew who he was dealing with. He hates that he was in this situation but he was in it and he had to control himself. Not only is Joanna his boss and the one to pull him out of his misery, but he underwent a divorce not long ago.He could not possibly jeopardize the little peace he had now all because of some fantasy that had been dancing in his head non-stop. It has been two days. He had not spoken to her aside from mere greetings or to inform her to come down to the dining area for a meal. That was it.But it bugged him. What he saw and felt that day, he could explain but was still unbelievable to him. Joanna could not have possibly meant that in a sexual way, could she? He was so close to asking her that day but he chose not to. What if he was wrong? And what if she gets upset that he thinks of her that way after all she has done?He had not
Damien's heart fell to the ground as he stared at Joanna who stood at the door but before he could even move, her body headed for the floor. He rushed over quickly and was able to stop her from hitting the ground. “Joanna” he called, tapping her face a little to get her to open her eyesShe did but she was quick to close it again. He called out to her again, tapping her cheeks but this time she was not responsive so he had to carry her to the couch. There, he laid her down gently then squatted at her side, calling out to her. Still, she did not respond. He went into the kitchen, got a glass of water and sprinkled some on her face.“Shit” he cursed, as he gripped his hairQuickly, he placed the glass down and took out his phone. On second thought, he decided to drive her to the hospital. He had no one he could call to come over that fast and ambulances cost a lot of money. He carried her again, grabbed the keys from the coffee table and rushed out of the house.He laid her at the back
It only took him a few minutes to arrive at the bastard’s place. It was an old crib but looked taken care of, to say the least. Damien did not care about the exterior of the house. All he cared about was to put some sense into that madman that thought he was the best man on earth. He did not have to honk for the gate of the building to be opened by the gateman.The gateman was familiar with the car. He knew it was his boss’s girlfriend’s car, but not only that, but his boss was fond of moving around with the car. Damien flung the driver’s seat door before stepping out. The gateman was stunned because he was surprised by the unfamiliar face. He would have approached, but Gabe was out already.Gabe had thought Joanna was back to her senses and was bringing the car to him as a form of appeasement. He had a smirk on his face as he stepped out, but the moment he spotted Damien, it disappeared. Damien was in no mood to banter words with Gabe. If he tried to act stupid or oblivious to the fa
With a sigh, Damien pushed open the door of the ward where Joanna lay. Her eyes were closed and her bandages were still intact. She had her right hand on her stomach, her chest rising and falling as she slept. Damien walked slowly towards her, counting his steps as he did so. One thing kept ringing in his head as he approached. Gabe’s words were killing him.He thought he would have the last words but Gabe had better plans. Just after delivering his threat, Damien turned around to leave but then Gabe began to speak, stopping him in his tracks. “I know you have fallen for her but she does not and would never feel the same for you. Her heart has been taken. She only sees you as a man who needs help. A homeless man. A man with nothing. You are a man with nothing. Joanna is not in your class and she would never be yours. I know you want her, I know you want to feel her, kiss her” Damien shut his eyes and Gabe continued“But you can’t. You know why?” Gabe chuckled “Because you are nothing”
Morning came and Joanna turned to the side as she slowly became awake. She had slept for a long time. Even at that, she felt like she needed more sleep. She kept her eyes open for a minute before she shut them again due to the light.When she opened them up again, it took a few seconds for her sight to clear up so she could have a better look at the person who sat at her side. “Damien” she muttered, with her throat dryShe did not try to call him again. He was resting. From his tired expression, she knew he stayed a long time before falling asleep. His head was hung over his body as his chest rose and fell. Her lips curved up in a painful smile.The door to the ward opened and a nurse walked in. “Good morning miss” the nurse greeted politelyJoanna smiled at her as she did not have enough energy to speak. “How are you feeling?” The nurse inquiredThis time Joanna nodded. “Thirsty?” The nurse asked but did not wait for a reply before approaching the table for a glass of waterShe helpe
“You all will hear from me!” The angry lady yelled as the security guard carried her out of the cafeJoanna and her friend watched as the scene unfolded in front of them. Joanna had a look of confusion while her friend had that of amusement. Once the lady was far away from the cafe, they faced each other and just in time, the waitress placed two cups of coffee before them with a smile.“Thank you” Joanna smiled in appreciation and got a nod from the waitress before she walked awayShe grabbed the cup with both hands and took a sip. “I don't get some people sometimes,” she saidSarah smiled and took her cup in hand. “You’re in New York baby girl, no one is sane here” she commented“I get that but I don't think it's necessary for the drama. It's just coffee. Why would she boast so much about her status?”“Not everyone is like you, sweetheart” Sarah took a sip of her coffeeJoanna hummed. “What do you expect me to do?” She rolled her eyes, jokingly “I like that I can move around every cr
Joanna tossed the car keys on the coffee which alerted Damien who was in the kitchen preparing lunch for both of them. He stepped out putting on an apron, part of his face covered in flour while he wiped his hands with a clean rag. He gave her a wide smile. “Had fun?” he asked as he approached herJoanna nodded with a frown on her face but once she raised her head she completely forgot what she was upset about. She burst out laughing, unable to control herself. Her hand flung to her stomach as her laughter increased. Damien chuckled nervously as he had no idea why she was laughing. He looked to his sides wondering what was making her laugh.“What’s funny?” he askedJoanna gestured for him to come closer to her. He did and she led him to the mirror that hung on the mirror at the side. Damien's hand subconsciously went to that spot the moment he saw what he looked like. Even for him, it was embarrassing.“Let me go clean it up” He hurriedly walked upstairs while Joanna shook her headHe
Love? After all he had gone through with Rebecca, he highly doubted he knew what love was now. Then he could say love was sacrificial. Love was that thing that made a person blind to any flaws and accept those flaws too. Love makes a man want to stare at the woman he loves for eternity.Love makes a man look at the woman he loves and despite her messy state still views her as the most beautiful person in the world. Love makes a man want to hold his lady till the end of time. Love is jealous. If any man makes any advances on the lady he loves, he wants to break them in half.Despite the good parts, love hurts. Damien loved Rebecca and that was why it hurt him so much when she joined every other person to mock him and not even stopping at that but cheating on him too. He was not perfect but he knew the sacrifices he made to be with Rebecca but she threw him aside on the sight of wealth.At first, he felt their relationship could work. They could and will fix it but he saw her having sex