77: Dessert

I can't take any more of this.

I'm sitting on the plush black velvet sofa and chewing my thumbnail. I'm so tense; Damien's taking forever to get here. When Hans said he'd be 'arriving shortly', I didn't think I would have to wait for two hours.

We have to resolve this issue once and for all.

It's clear that he isn't planning on staying with me. In fact, I think he used that to bait me. I'm not an idiot, and I detest the fact that it took me this long to figure it out. Thinking about it now, all he wants is to have me someplace he can watch, to make sure I don't get close to my 'ex'. Either that or he has more sinister reasons.

It made no sense for him to want to move in with me. Absolutely none. I still think he's in love with Yara, but Damien Keller isn't the kind of man to let emotions rule him. He enjoys our sex, maybe that's that. His fascination with keeping me 'safe' or rather, away from Devon, could be because he doesn't want a woman with multiple partners.

There's so much that