CLARA
Work has been crazy, but I have been looking forward to meeting up with Damien for dinner. The moment the short hands of the clock struck six in the evening, I turned my laptop off and placed it into my laptop bag before reaching for my phone.
‘ARE YOU PICKING ME UP FOR DINNER OR SHOULD I COME TO YOU?’ I forwarded the text to Damien.
His reply came in an instant. ‘I WILL COME TO YOU. SEVEN PM.’
Smiling cheekily, I reached for my jacket and then my purse before clocking out. Before clocking home, I decided to get a gift for Damien.
Pulling over outside a Dior store, I walked up to Troy and the three other securities. “You three can pick up something for yourselves while we are at it,” I informed them.
Troy shook his head and took a few steps away from me, creating a safe persona
