(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I walk into the kitchen to find Damien cooking over the oven with his back turned to me. I lean against the door wall and shamelessly scan my eyes over him.He's dressed in a pair of gray lounge pants and a henley shirt with the sleeves folded up to his elbows. He looked homely and comfy and he looks mine—a wide grins occupies my lips as the thought crosses my mind.“I know you're standing there,” The suddenness of his voice makes me jerk in a bit startle and I push myself off the kitchen wall and slowly approach him and he turns to me. “Hi,” I shyly tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “Hi,” he says back with a smile, then passes me to the kitchen aisle where different types of Ingredients are laid.“What are you making?” I stand beside him as he takes a place of one pound large bowl of shrimp, peeled and deveined.“Shrimp and vegetable skewers with peanut sauce. The kids are coming over,” The kids, he meant Zach, Dean, Henry and Scar, they are barely the
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)Graduation is near and I am jumping in excitement knowing I'm finally going to leave that hell hole called school, gosh its like going through torture over and over again. I hate it.“Slow down, princess,” Damien says, trying to keep up with my pace as I drag along in a shopping mall. It took a lot of pleading for him to escort me. I have a hand hooked under his arm like a claim—he looks good like this—I don't like the glances he's getting. “Ahvi is already there, I don't want to keep her waiting for long and I get to introduce you two,” I says.“I believe I've met your friend before. There's no need for further introductions,”I roll my eyes. “You were a doctor treating your patient and now you are my boyfriend, that doesn't count.” We take the unit to the top floor of the shopping mall. Ahvi and I had booked a private suite to try on as many dresses as we could. Reaching there, there's a sales person standing at the door.“Miss Raven, you are finally here
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I sigh for the nth time from where I sits on the couch of the livingroom, my mom sitting across me, browsing through her phone while stealing glances at me anytime a sigh leaves me and once again, I exhales a enervate and fagged sigh and that does for it for her as she slams her phone down on the space beside her and shoots me a glare. “Can you stop it, I'm trying to concentrate here! If you are so fucking bored, go race or something. Don't you have exams, go study. Don't distract me!” She snarls and I roll my eyes.I wish I could go racing or something but I can't. The stadium is being renovated and the guys are with their jobs, I can't be a nuisance and then, I haven't seen Damien in a week—I freaking miss him and I've had enough studying, Ahvi is probably with Vance so that leaves me here, feeling bored out of my mind. I suppress a grunt of anguish.Just then, Dad comes down the stairs in a suit. Instantly, a switch goes on in my head and I reach him as soo
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)You know there's a saying—if you want something to happen, you make it happen yourself and that's what I had in mind as I amble out of the elevator to the top floor of Damien's company building two days later. I beam as I stroll towards his office, waving at his secretary behind her desk who looks like she wants to say something but thinks otherwise and shuts her mouth; she better.God! I miss Damien! I can feel my skin crawl with each passing day without seeing him or getting his kisses. It's like I live for those kisses and I'm here to get some.Getting to the door, I find it slightly open but it's the voice coming from the other side that makes me pause and listen.“When are you going to settle down? It's high time someone else bare your name and share your burdens,” It's a woman's voice and her words make me scowl. Why does everyone want him to settle down so badly? “You don't have much time you know,” she continued, making me listen closely.“Miss Raven, I
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I sit on the sofa while Damien's so-called fiance made herself comfortable on the couch in front of me, her legs crossed and arms spread like she owned the place.Nothing has been said since she introduced herself; talking will only get me irked, so I decided to keep my thoughts to myself and just wait for Damien who is probably on his way home.“Damien can afford something much more luxurious than this,” she tsks, then shakes her head as she scans the living room with her eyes. “But it's going to be fine now that I'm here, I'm going to change everything to my liking, we can get a house instead, the kids can't play around here you know, I'm planning on having more than five, sex with Damien is going to be great,” she throws her head back as if in ecstasy.She wishes! The audacity of this old bitch!I keep the thoughts to myself and time ticks by.Twenty torturous minutes passed, Damein is finally pushing his way in through the door. I get up but she's faster as
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)“So, what are you planning to do after graduation?” Ahvi leans forward with her forearms on the table of the coffee shop we are in.I shrug, taking a sip of my ice Americano. “I don't know yet but I'm going to keep racing till I'm 27, then find a job and settles down at 30 or 35,”Ahvi sports a thoughtful look. “Won't Damein be forty six or fifty one by then?” she says, then laughs at her untold joke.“Haha, very funny but I don't care if he's sixty by the time I'm ready to tie the knot. I'll still going to marry him,”“You are so whipped, aren't you?”“Just like you are for Vance's dick,” I retort and a blush instantly occupied her face. She clears her throat and sits properly. “I have something to tell you.” Her face has gone from playful to serious. “Werewolves exist, does that mean other creatures like witches also exist?”Where is that question coming from? I take a quick look at the coffee shop to find everyone minding their business. “Likely,” I shrug.
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I saunter into Damein's company building and head straight for the elevator while ignoring the inquisitive glances I earned from the staff, probably wondering what relationship I have with their boss.I climb onto the elevator, a little excited as I hold up a lunch bag to my face and grin extensively while waiting patiently till the elevator stops at the top floor and I amble out.I wave at the secretary behind the desk and go straight for the office door, give a little knock then make my way in. Fortunately he's alone, sitting behind his vast table, attired in his signature suit as always and glasses at the bridge of his nose. He looked charming.He lifts his head from his work to look at me. “Raven,” he calls, taking off his glasses and placing them on the table.“Hi,” I beam, taking long strides to reach his table and place the lunch bag down. I playfully wriggle my brows at him. “Guess what?” “You have a knack for showing up unannounced, Miss Raven,” his e
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)Today sucks and I happen to have a flat tire. I stand beside my bike sporting a moue on my face while dressed in my racing suit, watching as Trent changes my tire.“Why does the air taste so bitter today?” I enunciate out of the blue. That's how debilitated I am. “Probably air pollution.” Trent replies with a shrug. “Really, how bored are you, tasting the air now are we?” He chortles and shakes his head in amusement.“I'm so bored I can shove a stick up your ass and won't feel shit,” again, out of the blue. Everything feels so wrong today. There has to be something in the air.“Does your boyfriend know you like asses? What, aren't getting any action?” I hurl him a glare. I've never gotten any action, nothing new except the fact that I have a boyfriend now and he doesn't want to touch me. Doesn't his dick work? I get turned on anytime I see him.Trent takes a peep at me and cackles. “I'm right, you aren't getting any action. You should see the look on your fac