When the traffic light turned green and the cars from behind honked startling them, their staring moment came to an end. Eden pulled out her finger and freed her hand from his hold as well. As she covered the specific finger with her other hand, the heat spread all over her body. It wasn't supposed to go down this way. She wasn't supposed to feel like this. Not with Damien at least. She kept reminding her in mind over and over all the way to her. For Damien, he was getting frustrated with himself, not knowing why he was behaving that way. Both of them remained silent the rest of the drive, trying to get together their thoughts. After almost half an hour, they reached their destination and Damien pulled up the car by the entrance of her place. He gave her a side glance, "Get out." Not like Eden was expecting some good words from him before parting ways but as he took it into consideration to drop her home since it was late at night, he could as well behave not rude at the very lea

Eden looked around, everyone seemed to be busy in their respective gossips or laughter. Not wishing to spoil the party environment, well aware she would do if she stayed there longer with the females, to be specific with Laura, she walked away. She wondered how she came to this point of becoming a social outcast. Not that she minded as Cassandra dismissed her proposal to join here by keeping silent, but today she wished for her presence here. Then she wouldn't have to feel like this. As much as she wanted to leave, she knew she couldn't until Damien permitted her. But feeling the need for fresh air at least for a moment, she reached the elevator and pressed for the rooftop. She stared at the beaming city down thoughtlessly as she tried to find the mental peace she had before all these happenings with Damien and Simon resurfacing in her life. Not that she was regretting her cold behavior towards Simon now. After seeing what a lowlife he was, Eden was hurt. She didn't have the time

Why were things going this wrong with her? Eden thought for a moment as she took her hand to her side. Her ex was standing here in front of her, trying to get a chance to get things clear. As if it was possible! And as if it wasn’t already bad enough, Damien was standing at the doorway of her cabin! For the first time. He never entered her cabin before, then what brought him here today! Eden wondered. But with the situation going on, she couldn't even ask him. But when an awkward silence occupied the room, she tried to come up with whatever her mind supported her, "Sir, Mr. Henderson was.." but trailed off, not getting any suitable word. Damien took a few steps into the cabin and stood in front of Simon. He could feel something was off there. Ignoring Eden's words, he shot to him, "Do you know Eden from before?" Before Eden could say something, Simon spoke up, "Yes. I know her." he took a glance at Eden and then again turned to him as he added with a little bit of smile, "Damien,

"I am done for today." Eden said standing in front of Damien who was sitting at his desk, having a file just opened. "Okay. You can leave now." Damien said as he pretended to be busy in his file already. But when Eden didn't seem to be moving from her place, he frowned as he looked up, "Do you_" His words were stalled when he saw Eden placing the ring on the desk. He glanced at her bare finger for once and then faced her as she said, "I don't think it's necessary for me to wear it anymore. Your father is out of the country and the company is in your control. So, we can stop now, right?" Bewildered, Damien didn't say anything. Was she even real? He wondered. She would give up on the idea of taking a handsome for her act, he really didn't entertain the thought though she kept appearing as unfazed as ever for her own good. But this way she would surely drive him crazy without doing absolutely nothing but being herself only. Why was this girl so unpredictable? Not finding any suitabl

Damien had called Eden for some reason but when she interrupted his thoughts, he only noticed the movement of her lips as she spoke up. Her full lips had just a bit shade of pink gloss on them that he was tempted to kiss right off and he was sure it wouldn’t take long for it only if she would let her. He moved his gaze away from her lips only to study her face. The woman in front him was much less adorned than the type of woman, he was accustomed to. Her face had only minimum extent of makeup, showing her flawless ivory skin. Her honey dripping eyes though were behind the glasses, were threating to suck all the moisture from him. Her long light brunette curl hair falling well past her shoulders and it looked as if it would be soft to touch. He would be able to sift it through his fingers and watch it spill over his pillow. Her well tailored suit that fitted her all perfectly but in a decent manner but it didn’t keep him away from wanting her. His gaze stopped on her hands. They w