Damien's POV; Her words had a way of getting to me and she obviously did not how much they did. We were not in a real relationship but I did not expect her to kick my words to the curb just like that. Those words let me know how she truly felt about me and I did not even understand why they bothered me so much. I reached for my luggage that she had packed up really well and rolled my suitcase out of my room. I said a quick goodbye to Walter, telling him to let Ma Rosa know I had left. I knew she would not stay mad at me for too long anyways. I drove myself to the hangar, parked my vehicle and then got into the aircraft. Since I had informed the team about the trip earlier, we took off in no time. It was going to be a long flight and I made sure I was prepared for it. I spent a few hours working and then I slept for the rest. An hour to the end of the eleven hour flight, I came awake and awaited touch down. We landed safely, I exited the aircraft and got into the vehicle that had b
Ariana's POV; I rolled my shoulders and my neck to ease the aches. I had spent a large part of my day bent over my desk, sorting through several files. I was home now but I was so tired. I still had to sort through some more files and make some calculations on my laptop. My work load had significantly increased over the last few weeks but I could understand why. Finances are a major part of any business and financial records could not be toyed with. I put my laptop aside and decided it was time to rest. I laid down on my bed and shut my eyes and it was just at that moment that a knock came through. "Come in!" I managed to holler. Slowly, the door pushed open and Tracy walked in. I sat up, surprised that she was the one. She stood by the door and her ocean blue eyes met my pitch black ones before she looked down. "Hi." She said, barely above a whisper. "Hi." I said back, clearing my throat awkwardly. "I just wanted to say thank you for the soup, it helped a lot with my nausea." S
"Oh my goodness Ariana you didn't tell me your husband was coming over!" Stephanie exclaimed and turned to Damien before I could respond. "Good morning sir." A strange voice came through and we all turned to it.It was the head of the department. "Good morning." Damien said to him with his signature blank look on. "I'm afraid you might be causing a little bit of a scene over here, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." He said with a stern face. Everyone outside gasped and soon started murmuring in distaste. "You're in charge?" Damien asked. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I am." The departmental head said with his chin held up. He was newly appointed and he had been such a pain ever since. "Good. I'd like to know why you had it in you to overburden my wife with an excessive workload that has her staying in the office for much later than usual." Damien spoke, towering over the petite man who nervously adjusted his glasses. "Te voy a matar Miguel." I muttered under my breath in frust
Ariana's POV; I was getting ready to leave the office at about five in the evening. The whole rowdiness had died down after a while and things went back to normal in the office. I had done my work and finished up well with no extra, thankfully. It was a breath of fresh of air now that I was free of Levi and his bossiness and the fact that Damien went out of his way to help me truly warmed my heart. He isn't so bad after all huh? My inner self asked and I shrugged. It was a habit to hear her speak and I would unconsciously respond. I couldn't wait to tell my dad about all of it. My smile fell when I thought about him. The nightmare I had the previous night, it got me worried about him. I made a mental note to call him later and speak to him about all that had gone down but very quickly, I dropped a text for him. "Hey Ariana, you ready to leave?" Stephanie asked. "Yeah. I'm just hoping I have a ride home." I voiced my thoughts out. "Why would you not have one?" She asked. "Damien
After the sumptuous and very eventful dinner, Damien and I headed up to our rooms. Just when I was about getting into my room, he pulled me towards him. I fell into his chest while he held me close and steadied me in his arms. "There's something I want to talk to you about, can you come in here later?" He said pointing his thumb towards his room. "Uh sure. I'll just go change into my pajamas." I said and he nodded before releasing me. I pushed my door open and got into my room. I picked up my phone and saw that my dad had seen my message and replied. I put a call across to him then I put the phone on loud speaker before placing it on the closet's island while I changed out of my clothes. "Miel." He said as soon as he picked up. (Honey.) "Hola Papa." I said, glad that I was finally hearing from him (Hello dad.) "How are you?" He asked. "I'm okay, how are you?" I said. "I'm well." He said lowly. "Are you sure? You don't sound so good." I pointed out, letting worry seep through m
Damien's POV; I watched her sleep. She looked so peaceful and so cute too, dare I say, angelic. I moved a strand of hair out of her face as I watched her sigh in her sleep. I really wanted to kiss her so bad but I could not. I had to respect her wishes, she did not want me touching her so I had to keep my hands to myself. I was going to take Aiden's advice to try to win her over and eventually confess that I had feelings for her, so I was going to start by getting to know her better and maybe opening up on a few things about myself if she asked. I picked myself up from where I sat staring at her and got out of bed. I had a few things to sort out in my study, so I could take the day off and chill. I dropped a small kiss on her forehead before exiting the room, slowly shutting the door behind me. **** "Hey mom." I said the moment I walked into the living room. I saw that she was about heading out. "Oh hi honey." She made me lean down as she kissed my cheek. "Off to somewhere?" I
Ariana's POV; "Shit." I heard him cuss under his breath as the camera flashes kept coming. He signalled for his guards to come closer and then he instructed that they put a call through to one of the drivers to come get us. Damien had already pulled me to his side and had my face down. When one of his guards came and told us that we had a car ready for us, he pulled me up and got us outside. The flashes increased as we stepped out of the cafe and headed towards the vehicle. I slid in quickly and he followed me while a guard shut the door behind us. I shook my head. "This is just crazy. It's almost like someone tips them off whenever we're around." I said aloud. "You think?" He raised his eyebrows amusedly. "So I'm right after all? You celebs go through a lot." I said with an exaggerated tired sigh. "You're a celeb too you know." He said and I turned to him. "That's because I'm married to you, nothing else makes me a celebrity." I pointed out. "Don't think about it l
"I don't have anything to wear." I whined as soon as I set my eyes on Damien when he walked into the room. His eyebrow quirked and he narrowed his grey eyes at me before looking around the room in silent question. He was half way through dressing up and I still was not ready. I had to call him for help because I had no idea what to do with myself. "You said I did not have to buy you a dress because you had it covered." He pointed out and I nodded. "I just felt like buying a new dress when I have a plethora of clothes I haven't even used is a waste of resources." I reasoned out. "You don't see me complaining." He said and walked towards my closet. I followed him quickly, I did not want him seeing anything he was not supposed to. He stood by the island in the middle of the large closet and darted his eyes back and forth while my eyes followed his actions. He smirked when his eyes fell on something, I wondered what it was and I was about asking when he turned to me. "You'll wear what