"Life is beautiful not because of the things we see or do. Life is beautiful because of the people we meet."
-Simon Sinek-
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What had just happened?
Damian was speechless, he had never seen a lady looking like her did something like that before. He had to admit it got his heartbeat pacened up a bit when he saw her badass fighting style. There was a strange chemical reaction in his stomach, one he did not quite comprehend just yet.
"What a bunch of animals!" she cursed as she hit his neck. Unlike Damian who tried to avoid the vital spots, she did not even hesitate or flinch when she smashed their face to the ground. The woman was pissed, her eyes were gleaming with fire, she stood up and kicked each and every one of them in the groin. Right where it hurt the most.
Damian was not even the one being hurt but he could already tell right away how much pain the poor man was going through right then. Well, he guessed he should have thougt twice before messing with her. But at the same time, appearance could be deceiving, he himself never thought an innocent, fragile looking woman like her could be such a beautiful fighting machine.
Once she was satisfied enough, she stopped on her own and turned around, but quickly changed her mind and turned around again to give him one last kick on the stomach, one that would definitely make quite an impact. He better prayed for his own health after that.
She straightened her clothes and placed her bag back in her shoulder, for a soft looking beauty like her, she sure had a lot of passion. For the first time he was able to take a perfect look at her appearance. The woman was beautiful, she had slightly round, youthful face with a line visible on her cheek whenever she smiled. Her straight but voluminous auburn hair fell down on her chest, creating a nice contrast against her pale and warm skin. Her eyes were a dark shade of green, almost emerald like, they were hypnotizing in the most subtle way possible. Tiny freckles were visible across her nose, but they were not too prominent.
Facial wise, she was a mix of cute and stunning, youthful and grown. Very appealing to the eyes.
Figure wise, She was around 5'5" at most, and seemed to weigh around 130 pounds. What intrigued him about her (although he would never admit it) was the fierce air she possessed behind her seemingly innocent and sweet look. No one would have suspect she could be so intimidating with that baby face of hers. Like a wolf in sheep's clothing, but better.
What a rare combination
After she was fully satisfied, this time for good, her expression suddenly changed into a soft sweet smile when she approached Damian. From up close, she looked even better, though he would not say she was exactly his type, as he preferred more mature looking women, he had to admit that she was quite charming.
"Thank you for helping me." She said in fluent, slightly accented English. She held out her hand to him but before he could take it, a sound of police siren was heard in the air, they both did not want to deal with the police so they decided it would be best to leave. On the way back to his place, there was a brief moment of silence between the two of them until she decided to break the silence.
"My name is Lana, what is yours?"
"I'm Damian, Damian Heart."
Damian had never fancied talking to strangers, though he had to sometimes during his travel, but when his conversation partner was a woman like her, he became even more silent and tried to maintain his distance. For an odd reason, she made him feel slightly uncomfortable. He did not know what it was about her that slightly frightened him. She had shown nothing but kindness yet he felt like he could not fully trust her.
Beautiful women are troublesome
He thought after that she would just thank him and left, or something to break their conversation, instead, she asked more questions to keep the conversation going.
"What are you doing here in Moscow? From your accent I can tell you're an American."
"I'm just travelling to see what the city has to offer." he tried to maintain his tone as normal as possible, but in his head he really wanted to get rid of her presence around him, hence the coldness in his voice, but she was oblivious to it by asking another question.
"What you did back then was amazing, you are a great fighter, when did you learn how to fight?" She kept on piling questions after questions for him, as if she was curious to know him and it made him even more bothered. He thought she was extremely nosy and he could not wait to part ways with her, therefore, once he spotted his apartment, he was excited to get inside and continued his day as if nothing had happened.
"We've arrived at my place, I need to get in right now." he carefully dismissed her, hoping to never see her again. Instead, she walked passed him before turning around in a slow motion, flipping her back sassily with a sarcastic smile.
"Oh, that's cute. I also live here." She chuckled as she stepped inside the building leaving him dumbfounded, what sin did he commit to be in the same apartment as she was?
He followed her from behind and they stepped into the elevator, while his finger was about to click on his floor, he found that she was going on the exact same floor as he was. He thought it could not get worse, but another coincidence occurred within a minute because they turned out to be next door neighbors for the next week. What trick did the universe tried to pull on him? Well, it was not as if he was going to spend a lot of time with her anyway.
Oh, Was he?
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