Chapter 33

　　Damien's POV

　　After the call with Donovan, the driver drives into my father's home. I look up at the building, The interior and exterior of the building doesn't cease to amaze me. I love the home because of its coziness and how comfortable it makes me feel.

　　This is where I was born but I left home at an early age when my mother died. Ever since then, I always visit but I don't sleep here.

　　It has a game room and an inbuilt gym house with a tennis court. The pool here is amazing and I would have loved to take a swim before going back home if only I didn't have other things to do.

　　When the car stops, I get out and look around as I button up my long sleeve shirt. I miss being here, even though it brings memories that I want to let go of. I begin to walk in when the butler opens the door.

　　"Welcome sir", he greets me.

　　"Frederick, how do you do?" I smile at the old man. He was in his middle age when I was a little boy. I know he likes me and I like him too.