While I teetered precariously on the edge of the bench, my senses reeling from the effects of alcohol, I felt a rush of panic course through me. The ground seemed to shift beneath my feet, threatening to swallow me whole as I struggled to maintain my balance.But before I could succumb to the inevitable fall, strong arms enveloped me, pulling me back from the brink of disaster. My heart hammered in my chest as I found myself staring into the concerned eyes of Damon, his face a portrait of worry and apprehension.In that moment, time seemed to stand still as Damon's arms encircled me, his touch a lifeline in the midst of chaos. For a fleeting instant, I felt as though the weight of the world had been lifted from my shoulders, replaced by the comforting embrace of his presence."Damon..." I breathed, my voice barely above a whisper as I leaned into his embrace, seeking solace in the warmth of his arms. Despite the haze of intoxication clouding my thoughts, his presence was a beacon of c
The Blue Apple buzzed with its usual energy as Damon strode through the doors, his presence commanding attention from all who caught sight of him. I felt a flutter of anticipation in my chest as I watched him make his way towards me, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips despite my best efforts to remain composed.As he approached, the other workers in the pub couldn't help but notice his arrival, their whispers and knowing glances not lost on me. Leo, ever the mischievous bartender, couldn't resist a teasing remark as he caught sight of Damon's gaze fixed upon me from across the room."Well, well, well," Leo quipped, his grin widening as he nudged me playfully with his elbow. "Looks like someone's got a secret admirer."I shrugged nonchalantly, feigning indifference to Leo's jests even as my heart raced with excitement. The truth was, Damon's presence had always had a way of stirring something within me, a warmth that spread from the depths of my soul to the surface of my skin.A
The final strains of music faded into the background as the clock struck midnight, signaling the end of another long shift at the Blue Apple. I breathed a sigh of relief as I wiped down the bar, the exhaustion of the night weighing heavily on my shoulders.As I turned to bid farewell to my coworkers, Leo's voice cut through the air, his tone laced with a hint of amusement. "Hey, guess who's still here?" he quipped, a mischievous glint in his eye as he nodded towards the far corner of the room.I followed his gaze, my heart skipping a beat as I caught sight of Damon slumped over the table, his head resting on his arms in a drunken stupor. A pang of surprise shot through me at the sight, my mind reeling with disbelief that he would still be here after all this time.But as quickly as the shock came, it was replaced by a sense of indifference. Damon and I were hardly close enough for me to be concerned about his well-being, and if he chose to spend the night in a drunken slumber at the B
As Toby and I walked along the dimly lit streets, the night air cool against our skin, a sense of unease settled over me like a heavy shroud. I couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at the edges of my mind, knowing that I had left Damon behind at the Blue Apple, his disappointed gaze haunting me with each step I took.But as Toby's voice cut through the silence, breaking me out of my reverie, I pushed aside my inner turmoil and forced a smile, determined to maintain the facade of indifference that I had carefully constructed."So, what's the deal with you and Damon?" Toby asked, his tone casual as he glanced over at me, his eyes searching mine for any hint of emotion.I felt a surge of panic rise within me at his question, my mind racing as I scrambled to find the right words to deflect his inquiry. "What do you mean?" I replied, my voice carefully neutral as I avoided his gaze, my heart pounding in my chest.Toby chuckled softly, his amusement evident as he shook his head i
The next day dawned bright and clear, the golden rays of the sun casting a warm glow over the city as I made my way to work. As I entered the Blue Apple, I couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation that fluttered in my chest, a sense of curiosity about what the day might hold.But as I stepped through the door, my eyes widened in surprise at the sight that greeted me. There, sitting at the bar with a cup of coffee in hand, was Damon, his expression serene as he exchanged pleasantries with Leo, the bartender.I blinked in disbelief, unable to shake the sense of astonishment that washed over me at the sight of Damon's early arrival. It was rare enough for patrons to visit the pub at such an early hour, let alone someone like Damon, whose presence seemed to command attention wherever he went.As I made my way towards the bar, I couldn't help but notice the curious glances that were exchanged between the other staff members, their whispers barely audible over the soft murmur of conversat
As the night wore on, I found myself immersed in the hustle and bustle of the Blue Apple, the familiar rhythm of the pub's atmosphere serving as a comforting backdrop to the chaos that unfolded around me. But amidst the laughter and chatter of the patrons, there was a tension that lingered in the air, a sense of unease that clung to the shadows like a veil.Damon's unexpected presence only served to heighten the tension, his easy charm and affable demeanor drawing curious glances from the other staff members as they whispered amongst themselves in hushed tones. I could feel their eyes on me, their silent scrutiny weighing heavily on my shoulders as I went about my duties with a forced smile plastered on my face."Who's the guy with the coffee sitting at the bar?" one of the servers whispered to me as she passed by, her voice barely audible over the din of the crowd.I felt a surge of frustration rise within me at the question, but I forced myself to remain composed, refusing to let my
As Damon and I made our way towards the exit of the pub, our path was suddenly blocked by the imposing figure of Sir Felix, flanked by his bodyguards like silent sentinels of power. The air grew tense as all eyes turned towards the future mayor, a hush falling over the pub as if in deference to his presence."Miss Gia," Sir Felix said, his voice smooth and calculated, his eyes fixed on me with a gaze that sent a shiver down my spine. "I believe we have some unfinished business to attend to."I felt Damon stiffen beside me, his jaw clenching in silent fury as he moved to stand protectively in front of me, a silent barrier between Sir Felix and myself. I could see the anger burning in his eyes, a fire that threatened to consume him as he faced off against the future mayor with a steely resolve that made my heart race with anticipation.But Sir Felix remained unfazed by Damon's defiance, his lips curled into a cruel smirk as he motioned for his bodyguards to stand down. "Come now, Miss G
The tension in the air crackled like electricity as Damon and Sir Felix faced off, their voices rising in a heated argument that echoed through the pub like thunder. I watched with a sense of unease as the two men clashed, their sharp jaws and steely gazes betraying the intensity of their emotions."I won't let you take her," Damon growled, his voice low and dangerous as he squared off against Sir Felix. "She's not your property, and she doesn't belong to anyone."Sir Felix's eyes narrowed at Damon's words, his lips curling into a disdainful sneer as he met his adversary's gaze with a steely resolve of his own. "She belongs to me," he countered, his voice cold and authoritative. "And I won't let you stand in my way."As their argument raged on, the tension in the pub reached a fever pitch, the air thick with anticipation as everyone waited to see how the confrontation would unfold. But before the situation could escalate any further, a new voice cut through the chaos like a knife."Wh