08: "Hey, damsel!"

Chapter 8

Naya's POV

It's Monday and the talk of the day is my cancelled marriage. I'm not surprised because I invited ninety percent of our workers.

I go to my office and begin to work on the dress which I have left hanging for over one week.

Flora pops out from her own cubicle and waves a playful hand at me.

“Hey, damsel!”

Her blonde hair cascades over her fine dimples as she smiles. She's everyone's favourite and a cheerful person.

“Girl, you know I was down for some serious after-wedding party,” she tells me and I stiffen.

I'm about to respond before I hear someone call out, “her lover boy is here.”

Liam? No, it's Jake. My adorable sweet thing. He's with a brown paper bag which I know definitely has something in it for me.

His bike is parked at the lot and he throws fast steps as he walks in, greeting everyone while his eyes are scouting for me.

“Over here!” Flora waves at him.

“Poor thing. Such a pity she doesn't plan to marry him,” I hear someone mutter and I curse my extremely