Laila's POV
With a full stomach I went home but couldn't help but feel like i was being followed
Turning around I saw no one behind me
Probably it's just my anxiety playing with I me, considering my past
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the next morning I went to the bathroom to do my morning routine and get ready for another day for job hunting
I started feeling very sad, and before I knew it I was a sobbing mess
I didn't have anyone to care or love me in this world, I was all alone and if I didn't get a job very soon I will be on the streets
But I couldn't accept it though, I couldn't accept the possibility and I was so inexperienced that I would really end up getting no job and then be forced to live on the streets
With a determined mind set I wiped my tears and got ready
Exiting the bathroom and looking out of the window I noticed that it was little bit windy and I didn't have any warm clothes All I had on was my everyday pencil skirt, a shirt and thin cardigan
Lucky for me, today I didn't run into my landlord, I didn't have any more excuses left on my sleeves and I didn't even have the energy to explain myself to her
Walking out of the building I shivered, the thin cardigan I had on didn't to any justice in protecting me from the cold that I thought I was just little bit of wind
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"Good morning beautiful''
as I turned around my eyes met Damiens piercing blue eyes I was so mesmerized by the way his suit hung him and how hot he was
I started thinking about how he would keep me warm like last night if he would just take me in his arms, preventing the cold from hitting any of my body parts or how if he would just kiss me with those pink lips of his I would feel all the cold in my body being replaced with his heat
I immediately shock my head to clear my thoughts
How the hack did he know where I live?
"Are you following me''
"When I say good morning to you I expect a respectful response not that, understood" Damien said with a stern voice
His stern voice and very serious expression caused shivers so run down all over my body not in a very good way though
Wow another controlling man, I keep getting lucky
Not wanted to anger him like and obedient mouse to his master I slightly nodded with my head held down, refusing to meet his cold blue eyes
"Use your words little mouse"
"Yes I understand" I responded with a low shy voice
I seriously didn't know why I was feeling suddenly shy, probably my whole face was pink like a tomato now
Why do I fear him so much, why can't I tell him to fuck off and leave me alone? I will near get over the fear I have for men especially tall intimidating men
"Get inside the car, we going for breakfast" Damien said opening the passenger's door of his very expensive car
I didn't know much about cars but I would probably sell his car and live comfortably for years
Of cause he has an expensive car with those shinny shoes and well ironed expensive suit
"U-uh?"
"Did I Stutter?"
"No. thank you very much sir for the dinner yesterday but I have to go now I really appreciate the offer"
"I was not asking you but telling you, GET INSINDE THE DAMN CAR NOW LAILA!!"
"N-noo, bu-but I really need to get go-''All of sudden my sentence was interrupted by slap, my body was on the ground and i placed my hand on my left cheek which was throbbing
Oh God he... did he just slapped me
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A/N: hello Loves
How are you liking the POV should I go back to the third persons view or should I keep switching it up ?
Still working on my English
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Yolanda.
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General Fiction"W-what d-do you want from me" "I like you and I want to make you mine. Next question" Damien said leaning on his chair The smirk on his face and the calm mockery tone told me I wouldn't like whatever he had for me in store ***** Read and find out...
