Daniella P.o.v
I heard a knock on the door and stood up to check who it was.
It was no other than Damien.
“What do you want?”
He followed me.
“Daniella….”
“You’ve already eaten dinner and you’ve already greeted me. So what else do you want from me?” I asked him with hands on my waist.
“A lot,” he replied.
What?
Oh, my goodness!
This man was really to drive me nuts.
“There are just a lot of things that I’ve been meaning to tell you,” he said, stepping closer to me.
“They’re all stuck here in my chest and, everytime I think of you, they always pierced me like hell… really hurt me to the core…”
“Oh, my God! It sounds so cheesy and… corny,” I commented.
I never imagined Damien to be this soft and vulnerable.
So unbelievable!
“Daniella…”
“I don’t want to hear any cheesy line fr
