PAST
Damon's POV:
I chuckled when I saw her downing shots like a rebel— breaking rules, making bad decisions, and looking like a damn angel while doing it.
Then came the moment that sealed her fate to me. I was going to keep her more than a night.
“Shef, that’s Damon f*****g Knight who owns this place. See this magazine. One of the guys told her, eyeing me and looking at the magazine. Damn, he is an eye candy. Hot as hell, cold as ice. If he looked at me like that, I’d drop dead.” That guy sitting beside her whisper-yelled.
I wondered, "How the hell did that guy even notice or recognise me?"
But I had nothing to worry about as my girl was looking into oblivion, unable to register his words; perhaps trying her best to figure out who the man was that guy just mentioned. I could see th
