SEEING HER AGAIN

DAMIEN’S POV

Time had flown by so fast, I wondered where it was running. Two years, and all I did was focus on work.

I had put all my might into the company, so much that I got home late at night and still woke up early in the morning to drink whisky instead of coffee.

I fell sick actually, and I was down bad. But I still got out of bed when I wasn’t supposed to; I couldn’t be contained in one particular space.

The nurse assigned to me had been so stressed, Valerie had to move in for a while.

Only she could partially handle my tantrums and disobedience of doctors orders.

I didn’t attend a lot of parties; I attended more business-related events.

But Dante came back to stay permanently in New York, and he made sure he dragged me down to the club on most nights.

So having mindless sex was also included in my two years.

But they were never good; none of the girls could be as good as Lexie.

The soft chime of the bell above the door greeted us as Valerie and I walked into the