Damien is the man your mother warned you about. He is a Tsunami. He comes, he takes, he leaves. The Country's most renowned Bachelor and most famous playboy. He's rich, tall, drop-dead gorgeous, with ocean-blue eyes that could steal your breath. I am Damien's next Target, and I'm determined not to fall for him.
"You look beautiful today, Sammy." Damien complimented, gaping at me. I did not dare look at him.
I was in the school's morning assembly, and my focus was my babies playing around while singing. The morning was sunny and beautiful. I already felt that today would be great if I didn't have to deal with Damien, but he was the owner's son and the only heir to the St. Lawrence Empire.
Every day for the past month, he stood beside me in the assembly. Only so that he could remind me of how much he supposedly was in love with me.
How long can I fight? How far can I run?
No matter how many times I told him I wasn't interested, he still found a way to bother me, and it was becoming increasingly annoying because Damien had a voice that made you want to fuck him. His baritone is smooth and silky and just intense.
"Still ignoring me?" He asked, chuckling. Damien got off from pissing me off, and I was not going to give him that pleasure today.
I smiled, but I didn't dare look up at him. I moved away from him, and my focus returned to Holland.
Your heart is racing hard, Samantha.
I will never be one of Damien's toys.
Holland kept quiet throughout the assembly, as always. I was happy and relieved when the assembly finally ended. Damien made me so anxious and angry. I brushed Damien off my mind immediately after I walked into the class. He was an asshole, and I wanted nothing more than to kick him in the groin, but I restrained myself every time.
He was Lucky that I respected his mother so much.
"Let's be on our best behavior today, okay?" I announced to my students as they ran into the class excitedly.
I looked down to see Camilla stepping on a paper. "Camilla baby, can I see what you are stepping on."
She moved aside, and I picked up the letter.
How far can you run?
It was the only thing written on the paper. I threw it away, determined not to let anything spoil my mood.