Predicted Love

7 | The Moment We Met

Grabbing a hold of his shirt as I walked inside of the biggest skyscraper I have ever seen in my entire existence; my feet walk up to the reception desk where there was a woman on a phone talking about her nails.

My hands played with the hem of his shirt before looking up at the woman finishing the phone call, "Hello, how may I help you?" She asked, I let out a small smile gulping down any saliva before talking.

"I'm here for Damion Luciano." Her eyebrow raises and she smirks a little at my comment, she shakes her head turning away from me.

"Do you have an appointment?" I shook my head biting onto my lips to keep my attitude down and keep a nice happy, smiley facade on. Her eyes widen as she types onto her computer.

"Then I apologise you need an appointment to go through.” Sighing I tap my foot on the marble flooring, half of me just wanted to see my soulmate and to see how he was doing. I was thinking of telling him after I give him the shirt but I don't know.

"Can I book an appointment-ooh." My eyes widened when I let out a small moan as I covered my mouth as quickly as I can. I felt pleasure running through my body but mostly my lower half.

Was he- oh my god he was getting a b*****b!!!

I smiled halfway looking at the woman who rolled her eyes, "We have one today at six p.m." I nodded my head telling her I wanted it and she types it in with my name. I tried so hard to keep the moans in but I couldn't.

"All done, goodbye." Leaving the reception my heart kind of broke because of the fact that I'm staying a f*****g virgin for him and instead he f***s about because he doesn't believe in this soulmate s**t.

My hands rubbed up and down my arms keeping it cool and warm since it was winter in New York hence the traffic. I look down at his shirt and scream before throwing it onto the floor and wiping the dirt of my shoe on it.

My hair covers my face and I don't stop even though I know the fact I'm getting everyone’s attention, "You stupid, b***h, little muscled prick-"

"Ava?" Raising my head up as is aired into the horizon of the traffic before slowly turning around to see a tall beautiful man with striking grey eyes.

"Damion-uhm hello." I bent down picking up the shirt from the snow that fell as I patted it behind my back staring back at him, he shrugged on his long cotton coat and walked towards me.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?"

"You're outside my workplace, you were screaming, jumping up and down on something and then smiling weirdly." I c****d my head to my left shoulder taking in everything he said as bit down onto my teeth.

"Right.."

"You booked an appointment when you could have just come up." Yeah to see what, some girl sucking your own d**k and then I accidentally walk in, thank god. I see him looking me up and down before moving closer to me, his hand go around my waist as I back off and stable backwards. "What are you hiding?" He whispered raising his eyebrows.

"N-nothing, nothing at all." He comes even closer and I step backwards before I know it I feel myself fall but a pair of two strong arms grab hips and pull me against his rough chest. I let out a small gasp feeling a hand on my back.

"I nearly died."

"But you didn't." Looking up I feel his warm breath lingering on my nose, my hands were tightened around his biceps feeling every inch of them.

"Ooh muscles, I mean thank you." He lets out a soft laugh shaking his head before walking away from me, his touch was what I was missing and needed more than anything.

I run towards him and walk besides him down the pathway of not so busy people, it was about five in the afternoon so it was pretty dark since it was Christmas, the lights were on and the huge Christmas tree was being built and nearly finished.

"What do you want Ava?" He asks the question smoothly, the baritone of his voice reverberating through my bones, I rub my arms up and down beside him.

"I just want to walk with you, It's Christmas cheer up." I elbowed his arm and he glared down at me. Jeez he was so bipolar one minute he saves me and laughs and the next he wants to kill me.

"I don't celebrate Christmas." I let out a gasp and stand in front of him stopping him from walking, my hands against his chest and I shake my head in absolute disappointment.

"What do you mean you don't celebrate?"

"It's ball s**t that’s what I mean, I stopped celebrating when I was eight." That was so young though, he pushes past me to continue walking and I right behind him. I know that everyone has their own story, a story that they wouldn’t want to talk bout so instead, I thought to cheer him up.

I wanted him to celebrate this month of joy because it should be, "Well, how about we celebrate together? Like friends, I can take you out and we each-"

"No, stop being annoying." He muttered.

"Oh, come on, it would be fun and my chance to say thank you,"

"I said no."

"But-"

"No, no what don't you get, do you not have a family to celebrate with or do they not want you, I saved you once. I'm not your f*****g hero, I'm not your boyfriend and I'm certainly not your soulmate. So, no I don't want to celebrate with you, cazzo di inferno." I froze on my spot not moving a single muscle because of the shame that I was carrying, I didn't have a family to celebrate so I would celebrate alone. I mean it wasn’t like it was the first time, I have done it for years and still yet I haven’t gotten used to it. But I guess words hurt. Words from my soulmate

(f*****g Hell)

"Right, well that hurt. Urm, so I'm going to go and leave you alone, here’s your shirt. I apologise." I handed him his shirt with a small hurting smile turning around to walk back home, I never stopped after he called my name but I continued on walking feeling the tears wanting to leave my eyes.

"Ava, I'm-I didn't mean it." I continued walking down the busy streets.