Chapter Forty One: The Hangover.

Kimia's POV 🖤.

I woke up with a raging headache. I groaned as I sat up. I saw a bottle of water on the night stand with a note from Damien instructing me to drink the entire bottle. I drank the water and walked to the bathroom to shower.

After showering, I got dressed and made my way downstairs. I sat on a stool and placed my head on the kitchen island. Damien chuckled and I groaned.

" I am never drinking again."

" Good morning to you too." He said and I raised my head to glare at him. He chuckled again and passed me a plate of eggs but I pushed it back.

" Thanks but I'm not hungry."

" Mia you have to eat. If can't use aspirins on an empty stomach." He said pouring me a mug of choclate milk.

I sighed and ate the scrambled eggs quietly. He spoke really loudly and my head pounded.

" Uggghh!, Stop shouting." I groaned.

He gave me a worried look and said,

" Kimia, I didn't speak."

He sighed and took my plate. He brought out a bottle of aspirins and passed it to me. But I pushed it back.

" No pills."

" Kimia."

" Damien."

" You have to take them. They'll help your hangover."

" But, pills!" I exclaimed pouting.

" Come on baby, you have to take them." He reasoned and I sighed in defeat. He got me a glass of water and placed it in front of me. I took the pills and wretched but luckily, they didn't come back up.

" Have I ever mentioned how much I hate pills?"

He chuckled and pulled me closer for a slow yet sweet kiss. He stroked my cheek with his thumb and brushed my slightly damp hair back.

" You're going to feel better soon." He said and I placed my head on his chest listening to the gentle beating of his heart.

" Do you remember anything from yesterday?"

" Some parts my memory are blurry but I remember that I said some really stupid things."

" Do you remember everything I said?" He asked and I nodded.

" I meant every word of it." He assured kissing my forehead and I smiled snuggling into him.

" Guess what?"

" What?"

" Guess!"

" Just tell me what it is!"

" Impatient much?, Well Fransisco called, he's inviting us to his house for a party he's throwing."

" Finally!" I sighed.

" I bet the party is a guise for a secret meeting."

" Why'd you think so?"

" Well drug dealers don't just throw parties unless it's a cover up." He replied.

" Then why did he invite us if he's going to be busy?"

" Because he wanted to see you. That guy has a major crush on you." He said and I rolled my eyes.

" No he doesn't."

" Yes he does. You're basically the first person he notices when we walk in. He's always complimenting you." Damien grumbled and I smiled.

" You don't have to worry about him, I only have eyes for one man and that's-"

" Me."

" I was going to say Chris Pratt."

" Chris Pratt?, He's 40!"

" So, you're older than me."

" Yeah with just 3 years!, He's like 17 years older than you!"

" Age is just a number Damien." I said walking out of the kitchen and he scoffed.

" Number my ass." He muttered.

" Heard that!"

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I was dressed in a deep purple jumpsuit. It had a deep plunge at the front and the top was kind of cropped revealing my belly button. I decided to go with the nude detachable heels Carlos had given me.

Cause you never know when you might need to run.

I decided to go with a dark makeup with a smoky eye and a dark lipstick. I decided to let my hair down and let them fall in their natural waves.

" Hey beautiful." Damien said wrapping his arms around my waist.

" What do you think?"

" You look beautiful."

" You always say that."

" Well it's cause it true. You always look beautiful to me."

" You are definitely biased." I stated and he chuckled.

" I'll meet you by the car. I think I'll redo my lipstick." I said and he shook his head.

" You already look perfect." He said walking out of the room.

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Damien's POV ♣️.

My heart stopped as she walked towards me and I gulped. It was like the radio presenter knew what was happening because the song he started playing on the radio was spot on. I had to grip the door handle to prevent myself from falling.

' Her eyes, her eyes make the stars look like they're not shining.

Her hair, her hair falls perfectly without her trying.

She's so beautiful, and I tell her everyday.

I know, I know if I compliment her she won't believe her she won't believe me.

It's so, so sad that she don't see all what I'm seeing

And anytime she asks me 'do I look okay?'

I say,

" Mia, you look beautiful." I said and she laughed.

" Damien stop acting awestruck you already saw me upstairs. Nothing's changed except my lipstick."

" How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not kidding. Kimia Aubrey Reynolds you are extremely beautiful."

She smiled shyly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

" Thanks." She said and I opened the door for her and she got in before I made my way over to the driver's side. I typed the address Fransisco had sent me into the GPS and started driving.

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" Amelia!" Fransisco greeted pulling Mia into a hug. She hugged him back smiling before pulling away.

" Ian." He greeted with a slight nod and I nodded in response.

" Thanks for the invite." Kimia said smiling politely.

" It's no problem."

I noticed that Sasha was not beside him so I spoke,

" Where's Sasha?"

" Oh she's working on some things in the kitchen." He replied and Kimia grinned. I didn't miss the look of longing he was giving her so I pulled her closer and pecked her cheek staking my claim.

He gave me a tight lipped smile and led us into the house.

" So what's the occasion?, Why the party?" I asked as we entered.

" Oh, nothing really. My men have been working so hard so I decided to treat them. Things haven't been going well lately." He said and I smiled internally.

" I'm sorry to hear that." I replied and he nodded.

And we're here to mess things up even further.

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Zdravo!🤗,

Late and guilty😅.

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Bye!!