Chapter Nine

After my obvious and somewhat embarrassing staring session, Damien led me into the jet. The interiors almost knocked me off my feet. It was so magnificent, I could live in there for the rest of my life.

"You can sit now." He said sardonically. That was when I noticed he was already seated with his laptop placed in front of him.

I was perplexed. Why was he seating comfortably? I watched one of the air hostesses hoist a black suitcase that obviously wasn't mine into the luggage compartments.

"You're coming with me?" I asked dumbly.

"What does it look like?" He answered in a clipped tone.

"Yeah, sorry." I mumbled, taken aback by his terse response.

I sat quietly and buckled up for the ride. We soon took off, I watched him from the corner of my eye as he continued working on his laptop while the plane was in the air.

I played games on my phone for a while before drifting off into a short sleep. When I woke up, I had nothing to say to him, neither hi