Chapter:-73

Some months later:-

Damon Williams is a man of many talents.

He could create wonders of pictures with barely a flex of his fingers that would make you wonder what was real and what was fantasy. He could put together a dashing outfit that would look like it had just appeared on a catwalk in Milan. He could mix a delicious cocktail or two that could make you drunker than a sailor after just one glass all whilst serving as host at one of his unforgettable

Fashion parties. And let's just say he wasn't too shabby when it comes to industry.

But dealing with screeching babes having a tantrum? Well, he was still working on that. Whichever idiot who claimed parenting was a breeze deserved to go to the Fashion show in a matchbox.

"Alessia, Max and Sam is still crying. I've changed them, fed them, burped them, played with them and they still won't stop crying!" Damon whined, trying to balance his mobile against his ear whilst bouncing a wailing Max in his arms. "I've tried everything. Please com