At Alma's apartment she was getting ready for the much anticipated business summit. Since she had wanted to ensure the visibility of her brand countrywide she had made the most beautiful gown that she h d dreamt of all her life. With that she was sure to leave tongued wagging after her.
Alma stepped out of her mansion and right there at the entrance was a white limousine. The moment the driver saw her he got out and opened the door, bowing as he waited for her to make her way in.
Alma was left with her mouth agape, as far as she knew she hadn't called for one. Her mother would not be attending the business summit. She wanted to call her mother when Damien got out of the limo, smiling ear to ear, the sight before him was so enchanting that he had controlled himself for too long while in the car. It seemed Alma wasn't a fun of surprises so he had to lure her in.
"Hello Alma, I just brought your ride," Damien said.
