Forbidden Desire. | ✓

(41) Tragic Endings.

"It was a mistake! I forgot, I swear, man. Besides, Sahara isn't into the whole flashy world. These things impress her to certain point, she's humble as fuck." Damian smiles looking down at the watch he's wearing that Sahara bought him a few months ago.

"I'm not making you drive the car to impress Sahara, I want you to drop me off at Restaurant Gordon Ramsay. I've got a date tonight, whom I want to impress." Viktor smiles widely.

"Oh, that makes sense. Why don't you just take the car and I'll take something else?" Damian offers.

"Nah, mate. I have other things planned afterwards. I just need you to drop me off in this car for a grand entrance." Viktor winks.

Damian can never figure out what goes on in his best mate's head sometimes.

• • •

Damian taps his feet in anticipation for Sahara's arrival. He's drank about four glasses of water since his own arrival. He's all the way on the highest floor but not even the cool air of surrounding the atmosphere is able to calm his nerves.

He's never been so nervous about meeting someone his whole entire life and he's met people like the Queen Majesty herself.

"Excuse me," Damian calls for one of the staff.

"Yes, Mr. Vasiliev?"

"Could you please let me know if you see her or send her to me..." He holds up a photo of Sahara from his phone.

The man examines the photo and says, "Um... I believe I just saw her outside, near the entrance of this floor about two minutes ago. Would you like me to call her for you?"

Damian wonders why she hasn't come inside yet, "Uh, no I'll see to it myself. Thank you."

"You're very welcome. Have a good night, Sir." The man says as he leaves.

Damian makes way towards the entrance but stops on his tracks when he sees Imran talking to Sahara. He could sense the tension on Sahara's face.

To listen more closely, he decides to stand closer to them without being seen.

He hears Imran say, "I know I'm not anyone to you to give you this advice, but I would steer clear of Damian if I were you."

This little piece of shit.

• • •

"Sahara!" Imran waves. "What a surprise! What are you doing here?"

Sahara smiles brightly at him, "Hi! I'm here to see Damian."

Imran's smile drops, "Oh? If you don't mind me asking, why so?"

The sudden change in Imran's tone was really visible to Sahara, "I actually do mind you asking." She says jokingly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude." Imran says apologetically.

"No, I'm kidding! Damian and I have some catching up to do." Sahara says happily.

Imran's expression becomes more serious, "I know I'm not anyone to you to give you this advice, but I would steer clear of Damian if I were you."