||" Damien Troy "||The drive to the airport was quiet, except for the mild music that played in the car and my driver's quiet humming to the song.It was so gentle and calm that it almost lured me to sleep.But I feel too angsty to sleep, my mind was filled with different scenarios and filled with different thoughts and plans that I was supposed to be working on. Sincerely, for the first time, this vacation that was supposed to be a rest break for me and punishment for Kristen felt like I was the one who was being punished.First of all, Kristen had totally fallen out of the plan and schedule I had planned for her. She was even coming to the airport by herself and whatever asshole was driving her, that has never been the case before. Secondly, that bitch must think she has some leverage over me that she didn't pick up my call but rather sent me a message instead and still hasn't called me.Not like I will pick up if she calls, but then it's courtesy, but also knowing Kristen, she wil

||" Damien Troy "||It was time for our flight to leave and we all exchanged our final goodbyes, giving some final instructions to my driver and Alexis before walking off, ignoring the pang in my heart as I watched Jason pull Kristen yet again in a hug."He just can't keep his scrawny hands to himself, can he?" I thought out loud, bitterly."His hands aren't scrawny,"" I know, but humour me, I feel so fucking angry…wait, what?!" I looked at Alexander in surprise, "Did I say that out loud?"The couple laughed, "Of course, you did, but not to worry, we aren't going to mention it to anyone. We will protect this secret of yours for you,""There is nothing secretive there," I said, instead of arguing, if I argued, they wouldn't let it down, and I would not hear the end of it. The better option is to own up to it but in a different scenario from what they might think. In this case,e I was sure that I was jealous, so I had to overturn that table, "I just don't like that fellow, and to think

||" Damien Troy "||After arriving at the Apartment where Kristen and I will be staying for the next two weeks and dropping her off so that she could check in and get used to the place at her own pace, I went to tour the city and say hello to some friends.I wasn't scheduled to meet the Russian client until a week later but I knew my father must have his eyes on me at all times, it is very creepy, but I didn't complain.He was protecting me, that is why he did this, he did all this to protect me, if not for him doing this, I would have still been with my mother by now. Father's way of putting me in my place and also protecting me is quite bizarre, but I will rather have that, I rather live with that than go with a mother who was willing to hang me up just to express her anger.Truthfully, most times, I have this urge to call her and tell her that she didn't need to have traumatised me like that, that she didn't need to mean me up like that, I had gotten the message, it was loud and cl

||" Damien Troy "||I sat watching Kristen across the table as she took gulps of the last fruit juice she had in her glass. I was wondering why she was having fruit juice, not like I had problems with what she was drinking, I was a bit surprised, first of all, I saw her with a fruit mix and now almighty Kristen was gulping fruit juice.I felt like I was in some kind of alternate universe, 'maybe Jason had instructed her not to get drunk when she was with me, but that was even more ridiculous, she was trying to pry for my forgiveness even going as far as wearing the dress she wore when I met her at the club, the dress she wore the night she lost her virginity. So it wasn't Jason, but if it's not him, then why?'You can just ask her though, I thought, but it wasn't my business if she drank or not, it won't stop me from doing what I should do.But drinking is our game, our special bond exercise, it's exactly how we like to be with each other, drunk at the whims of the other. Seeing her s

||" Damien Troy "||I had a sheepish grin on my face that I tried to keep off my face as I watched the gift Kristen got for me in astonishment, it was wow. A first.I have met many, if not countless women, and I have taken them on a shopping spree too but I have never gotten a gift from any of them, well apart from Lucia."Why did you get me this, Kristen?" I asked,"Why? Don't you like it?" She mumbled looking unsure,"No, I mean I do, I like it, it's so beautiful,"/I muttered, " It's just that it's…" My voice trailed off,"It's what?" She asked,"Don't ask, Kristen, but thank you so much, I really like it a lot," I muttered honestly,She nodded and pack the rest of the things she got and folded them away, but I could tell that her eyes hadn't left my body since, I knew she still wanted to ask about what I wanted to say earlier, I really wished she didn't dwell on the topic and stop asking.The more I thought about the fact that aside from Lucia that she has been the only one to buy