The wind blew across my face. I felt the chill of winter night. I hurried my footsteps to Rodney Bar, where I had decided to meet Tasha. Work has been too much for some days and this night out was a great relief from the usual stress. Though I was a bit skeptical, Tasha convinced me on going and I couldn't deny her seeing her cute pouty expression.
I met Natasha Cameron when I joined Lexur Company in Manhattan. We just immediately clicked and from there started our journey of friendship. Having come to Manhattan from Paris, I didn't have any one close to me. So Tasha was like a surprise joy in my life.
Anyways, just as I reached the bar and entered I saw Tasha flirting with the bartender. Tasha and her usual flirty ways, sigh. Though I had to admit that the guy was a total hunk with muscular body, tattoos on each arm and perfect facial features. I approached her and sat down on the nearby seat. As soon as she turned towards me she exclaimed with her mouth agape.
"Victoria! You look absolutely stunning! Mmm... I could just eat you up if I've been a man. How unfortunate."
"Ah yes, unfortunate indeed babe. But no worries you've got a line of men waiting for your attention. So you can sate your hunger from them."
Tasha threw a huff at my retort while I chuckled and started sipping my cocktail. We started bantering childishly, throwing nasty words at each other when all of a sudden her eyes widened. Seeing her expression I turned around to see what made her react like that but what I saw made me utterly shocked. I gulped down my drink in a speedy way and rushed towards the washroom. I never thought this day would come. After what happened in the past, I didn't think I would ever see him again. As I washed my face, memories of us came crashing down on my mind. I never ever want to think of him! But my stupid brain just had to remind me of our days. Turning the lock of the door, I was ready to go out but suddenly a hand tightly grabbed me from behind and pushed me towards the wall. When I looked up to see the face of the perpetrator, I was once again shocked. I could only mumble one word.
"Damien."
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Damien
Bí ẩn / Giật gânVictoria Bradford had left Paris to work at Manhattan. She was happy with her life. Her life was finally set on track. But what she didn't know was that a blast from her past would knock her door in the form of dark and mysterious Damien. What woul...
