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Damien glances at the watch Carol gifted him. He wheels himself out of the company. Nobody is here except the security guards. But there is no way he can leave the wheelchair.

James left soon after informing him that he would talk to their friends about everything. So, he is alone. Dialing the number of his chauffeur, he heads into the garage.

But his eyes widen when he notices someone standing at the garage exit. His heart beats faster, a heavy pressure lifting off his chest.

**Are you surprised?** Carol signs while sitting on her bike.

Damien wheels himself as fast as he can and grabs her wrist. Carol, who had just settled herself, finds herself being pulled into his embrace as he hugs her tightly. She can feel his vibration. It's warm and fast.

He kisses her forehead and lips like a desperate man. She laughs, feeling ticklish.

**What's wrong with you?** she asks, blushing.

**I missed you so much!** he says, cupping her face and smothering her with kisses.

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