Chapter 11

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Damien Why did the hell is she quiet? I noticed her hand shaking while she's pouring me a glass of wine. I placed my hands on her shaking ones and she immediately retracted her hands. I couldn't help but feel concerned which is weird considering the fact that I was literally mad at her a while ago. "Are you okay?" She sighed. "Yeah...i guess so. " "Join me." Now where did that come from! Her head snapped up so quickly that I thought it will break. "Excuse me?" Now that's not the response I was expecting. "I said join me. You can't expect me to eat all this food and I don't want to die for all I know you could have poisoned it." I chuckled slightly. She glared at me."That was not funny." Now there's that fire,I thought. "It's an order." I thought  her eyes couldn't get any more fierceir but it did. Oh Man!! she really did look hot when she's mad. "Sorry but I have to decline your offer. I was actually going to ask me to let a an early day off." "Now now... I smirked. I've not even given you the job and you're already b ailing on me. Am I that reprehensible?" I said with a lopsided smile. "Now if you think you have any chance of winning this job. I suggest you seat down. I'm a very hard man to please." I saw when she relented and took a seat. I let out a small smirk of victory at her while she just glared at me. We ate the food silently which was infact delicious. I just hope it won't upset my stomach. While we were down to dessert I decided to ask her some questions cause she will probably be my new cook. "I didn't get your name you know.... your full name." She looked up from her chocolate sundae and gave me a bored look but I can't help but feel that something's on her mind. "I'm Clarissa Meadow. She said with a sigh. Can I go home now?" "What's bothering you?"I queried her. She looked surprised. "Why are you asking" "I just want to know?" Her face squeezed and her eyes looked suddenly dull "Look. I'm not in the best mood right now. My sister is in surgery right at this moment trying hard to save hers and her baby's life and I'm here eating sundae with you. Why am I even telling you this?" she said after a moment's silence. I walked over to her and laid my right hand on her shoulder. "Don't cry. It's going to be okay." Wait what did I just do! I'm not one for comforting ladies. In fact I hate crying ones but something about her crying got me a little concerned. She bawled out her heart on my chest.After some minutes, her cries subsided. "Oh my God... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to." She rushed to get up from her chair and lost her balance in the process. I quickly reached for her and wrapped my hands around her waist. I looked at her clumsy self. "You have to be careful you know. You could have sprained your ankle." And to think that my heart raced a little bit faster at the thought! What the hell is wrong with me? I quickly retracted my hands from her and put on my impenetrable mask. "You can go now..." I said harshly. She looked confused at first.. flushed with her face all red. I looked down at her again. She really is short barely meeting my shoulder. "Once again I'm sorry for that." "It's nothing." She turned to clear up the plates but I stopped her. "Someone will take of that.You can go. You'll receive a call by tomorrow morning." I didn't want to spend another second near her because at that moment I didn't trust myself not to tell her to stay cause I really enjoyed her presence but my ego wouldn't allow me. She turned to go but as she reached the doors of the dining room. She turned towards me with her pretty little hands stuck in her jacket. "Goodbye Mr Damien." I couldn't help but feel she was telling me goodbye. Absurd right? But it was like a itchy feeling that refused to go. I need a therapist!! Before I could fully examine her back side as she went out, I heard my phone ringing. My dad's name kept flashing on the screen after I had picked up the phone from the dining room table. What did the hell does this man want? I picked it up and answered in a bored tone. "Hey dad!" "Damien,his gruff voice came through. I don't care what you're doing right now but you gotta get your ass and come marry your fiancee.Just what the hell are you doing in a lonesome island?" "It's none of your business." I shouted back. He still continued. "Your fiancee dad keep bugging me when the wedding is going to take place and you're not helping matters!!" "What the hell dad. Can't I ask for a moment of peace before I venture into this hell of a life. Give me a break. I won't be back until I finish what I came here for?" "And when will that be? The press here are making assumptions that your engagement with your fiancee is over because you've not been seen together for over two weeks." "I haven't been online much so I didn't know that happened." Just get your head and butt down here and finish whatever it is you're doing in a jiffy." My dad said in a angry voice but I could sense traces of anxiety. What's he anxious about? And what's got his panties twisted? "Dad are you okay?If this is about the business collaboration. It will still hold. Do not worry." He sighed and cut off the call. Now that wasn't weird or was it? I hope you liked this chapter. I will try and update soonest. As the story progresses,we will find out what's got daddy little panties twisted. Now I'm revealing too much. Stay with me dears!!! I love you'll. Mwahhhhh Don't forget to comment vote like and follow me. Constructive sensible criticism is also allowed. Quote of the day:No one is coming to save you. This life is 100% your responsibility. Make good use of it.
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