~ Damien’s POV ~
I just don’t get this woman sometimes. No, not sometimes. I don’t get this woman most of the time.
What she thinks and what she will do next is something that no one can predict.
I don’t know what exactly is she doing in my office, but I am happy.
Yes, I am happy to see my wife. I want to touch her, I want to hold her in my arms.
There is something about her that makes me reckless. I don’t know, but whenever I look into those emerald green eyes, I feel like I have met her before.
I mean not in this life, but maybe in my past life.
Past life? That sounds so absurd. It doesn’t make any sense, right?
I am not certain about anything else, but one thing is sure that this woman has changed me entirely. I feel so different whenever she is with me.
She can make me go ma
