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Damien's POV.

"Hmmm," I chuckled to myself as I struggled with my concentration once again.

I found it hard to describe. It wasn't easy to explain since I had an ever present smile on my face. What I knew was, it was a waste of time coming to the office.

All I could think about was my time with Arielle.

It was funny, that she saw my cock and was still became flustered by the sight. When she was the one begging me the night before to do with her as I saw fit!

"Hmm, Arielle…" I whispered as the memories returned again. This time I didn't even try stopping it.

It was a night to remember. The warmth in my heart was proof of it. And I couldn't help but wonder if she felt the same…

My thoughts then chose this time to think of her last state as she ran out of the room. I had tried catching up with her but the determination in her pace was enough to tell me that she needed the space.

All I could do now was wait and observe.