I Am Doomed

Damon was sure about one thing. Olivia lacks self awareness. The more he stared at her huddled figure sleeping on the other seat of the carriage without a care, the more he was sure that she did not care about a thing in the world when it comes to her sleep.

She had forgotten that he was annoyed. She had forgotten that he was a man and she was a woman. She had even forgotten her plunging neckline.

He took another deep breath to control himself and look away. But his eyes fell on her again. She had folded her legs so she could dress and ride up. He could see her bare knees. that pair of long and slender legs kept creeping its way back into his sight.

To distract himself Damon opened the file and started working on it. It was the report he had to submit about the war. The attacks and defence and how much he had spent on it. The lives and properties suffered and the overall budget of the war.