"Are you turning your back on me, Damien," Bowie stood from his chair and slammed his hand on his desk but Damien just ignored him as if he didn't hear him. "Everything you owned. Everything you learned. Everything you are. You owed it to me! You owe me!" Bowie shouted but it was not the reason for Damien to halt in his steps. It was the words that Bowie uttered.
Damien turned around and looked at Bowie as if he was about to kill him. "I don't owe you. It was you who owed me everything," He said as he slowly sauntered back to where Bowie was standing. "Have you forgotten how we met? How did I get my position?" He slowly said. He looked like he was stalking his prey.
Damien soon stopped in front of Bowie with nothing but the mahogany desk in between them. Damien was taller than Bowie so even though Bowie was already standing he was still looking down at him.
