Chapter Hundred and Eighteen

Damien's POV.

For the first time in my life, I was scared of a woman. Irene's words were like sharp arrows shot at me. It was more painful to see her act like she didn't need me too. “I don't know what I feel for you", was the line that punctured all my hopes. I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror and splashed water on my face again. I was breathing heavily, my chest was tight all of a sudden. I have fallen in love with Irene.

I stood under the shower and memories of our passionate moments in the bathroom flushed through my mind. I leaned on the wall with my hands and hissed weakly. I finally got out of the bathroom and tried to concentrate on the stock market but I couldn't stop thinking about Irene. ‘How could she stay that strong? Will she leave me after seven months?’, different thoughts aligned themselves in my head.

I walked to the bar for the first time since Sylvia's death and held a bottle of french vodka. “Boss", Raymond sounded surprised to see me. I