Belle
“Guys, he is ready.” I declared proudly when I caught up with my friends who were waiting for our arrival in front of the entrance.
“Why does he look like that?” Sunny clenched her jaw looking at my man who was lazily walking toward us, hands shoving inside his pockets.
“He is a little tired. You know, being a host isn't easy.” I cleared my throat after he stopped his steps beside me. “At least, fix your hairstyle.” To my whisper, he began fixing his ruined hairstyle.
Eve who was busy scrolling her phone finally tore her gaze apart and suspiciously, eyed him. “Dude, I think you have a bruise on your neck.” Her forehead creased pointing out the love bite I gave him on his neck.
I was still turned on. So, I didn't dare to glance at it longer. But I felt Damien eyeing me with love
