It was early in the morning at Salma Collection and the building was busy with activities, it was the first meeting between the investors and the shareholders at the company headquarters after the tremendous sales.
Alma made her way hurriedly to the building, she was so much in a hurry preparing for the meetingthat she had notime for breakfast, though her stomach burned in hunger she could manage the few hours they were supposed to meet.
As she entered the building she bumped into a seemingly hard wall that she had to move back and have a look at the rock she had knocked only to see Damien standing there unmoved. Such a nuisance early in the morning. All her documents had scattered on the floor but Damien didn't even bulge.
"Why are you standing there like I statue when you almost knocked me down" Alma said.
"It's not I who doesn't lookwhere I'm going," Damien said playfully as he sipped his coffee, the other hand was in his pocket.
