He'd wanted to go to that beach but he just can't.
His phone rang and he checked the caller.
It was Clara.
At first, he didn't want to pick it but he finally did.
"What the hell did you want again? I thought I told you to stay away from me."
"Damien, calm down, will you? I just wanted to ask how you're doing." Clara answered.
"Okay. I'm doing good okay? Now, can you leave me alone? I need to rest my ass out right now and I don't need any disturbance." He rolled his eyes.
"Fine. I will hang up. But please, take care of yourself, huh? And get enough rest too. I love you, Damien." Her voice sound so soft at the last part.
Somehow, it made Damien cool down.
"Thank you. Good night and sleep well too." He replied calmly and unknowingly he'd put a smile on her face because of those words he said to her.
"Alright. I will sleep well. Goodnight." She hung up.
"Women!" He muttered before dragging himself to his bedroom to sleep.
But he couldn't sleep as he thought of his Secretary.
Maybe he did the wrong thing by not going to see her. But he has a reason.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sunday morning, Kimberly yawned as she got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.
An hour later, she came out to cook breakfast.
She was about to eat when she heard a knock on her door.
She isn't expecting anyone this morning. Maybe it's Anita or Chloe.
Kimberly left the food and walked to the door to opened it. Her jaw dropped when she saw who it was.
"Sir Damien?" She called in shock.
How did he get to know her house? Why's he here?
Damn! She even knew the answers to those questions.
"Won't you let me in? Or should I go back?" Damien squeezed himself into the house without even waiting for an answer from her.
"I'm...I'm surprised that you are here. I didn't expect it. Good morning, sir." She responded as she closed the door and followed him.
"Good morning, Kimberly."
"Sir......"
"Why did you run away from the hospital?" He snapped right away.
"I'm sorry. It just that I can't stay in that hospital." She answered.
"You can't stay there? See, see, see your condition. Look at your body. You're still badly wounded. You need to take care of your body for crying out loud."
"Sir, I know. I know you're worried and you cared for me. But still, I just feel like going to somewhere where I can have a peace of mind. Being in that hospital feels like I'm in a cage."
Kimberly walked to where she placed her food and sat down to eat. She haven't eaten since yesterday night and can't wait any longer.
"I'm only doing what a boss should do to a staff. Where did you go yesterday?"
Even if he knew where she went to, he'd ask again.
"Greenland Beach." She mumbled due to the food in her mouth.
Damien nodded. He should have come for her to see if she's doing well but he can't. Well, at least, he succeeded in meeting her at home.
Silence took over. Damien waited for Kimberly to finish her food before talking again.
He has been roaming his eyes round the room.
A pretty small room she got. He thought.
"Kimberly, what are you going to do now that Nathan left you? I mean....you know what I mean." He scratched his head.
What's his concern anyway?
"Nothing. I'm coming to work tomorrow. I've forgotten about that already." Kimberly replied after she came back from the kitchen and sat down.
"Wait! Just like that?! I mean that's the most embarrassing and disgracing thing no one would like to happen in their life. Especially, the women." He scoffed. " You know, if I were you, I will be finding every means to cut off his d*ck."
Kimberly laughed. "Boss, that means killing. I just need to leave him to God. No one can change what he did. Not even you."
She laughed again.
Damien almost laugh too but he replaced it with a smile. He made her laugh. Thats a good thing.
"I know. So, you're not going to offer me anything?" Damien stood up and walked to the kitchen.
"What are you trying to do?"
"To cook." He answered.
"What? Going to cook? It's...i..this kitchen is too small and it's not like......."
"Because the kitchen is small or less attractive can't stop me from cooking. I'm in my secretary's house." He said firmly.
"You didn't ask for permission before entering......." Damien cut her off again and it made her angry.
"I don't like it when someone cut me off too much." She snapped.
"Wow! I like that! Did I just made an emotional woman angry? That's so bad of me."
"I'm sorry boss......."
"No need to be sorry. Sorry, I cut you off again." He grinned and continuing looking for some ingredients to start cooking.
Kimberly fumed. There's no need to argue with her boss. She just need to keep her mouth shut.
"You don't even have any ingredients here. This kitchen is empty. Anyway, I'd order pizza and coke." He walked out of the kitchen.
He ordered for pizza and coke then was about to sit on the floor when Kimberly ran to him.
"What are you trying to do, sir?" She asked.
How can a multi-billionaire man be sitting on the floor when there are chairs around.
"What do you think I'm doing? I'm trying to sit amd you're stopping me." He rolled his eyes.
"But there are chairs here, you should sit on one and not the floor. You're gonna dirty your expensive clothes."
"Stop behaving like my mother. I chose to sit on floor. You can join me too while we wait for the pizza man" He tapped the space beside him.
Kimberly joined him but there was a little space between them both.
She took a quick glance at him.
The last time she remember, her boss is the tough one. Rude and arrogant. But what surprises her now is that, how he is speaking softly with her with no cold attitude.
Maybe it's because of what happened to her and he doesn't wanna add more problem with his cold and rude behavior.
'I don't think that's it.' She shook her head slowly.
"After what happened to you yesterday, I can't sleep soundly cause it made me remember what happened to me years ago which I don't want to remember again."
"What happened if I may ask?" Asked Kimberly.
"I don't wanna talk about it, Secretary. Like I said earlier, I don't wanna remember it. It's...it's going to take long before it will leave my mind again." Answered Damien.
"I'm sorry, sir." She bowed.
"I'm staying with you till tomorrow Monday. I don't have anyone to spend my Sunday with and since you're still emotional of what happened yesterday. I decided we should spend it together."
"Wait! What?! You're staying here? No way!" Kimberly exclaimed, jumping up.
"You can say that again but I'm not going to change my decision. Let's just spend this Sunday together." He tapped her feet.
"I'm coming." She rushed into her room and came out with a bible.
"You suddenly changed. Did you wash your body with a black soap?"
"Kimberly, what are you trying to do? And what do you mean I've changed." He frowned, knitting his brows together.
"I've been noticing your attitude minutes ago. You suddenly changed from the screaming cold and rude boss to a soft and caring boss. You sure have mood swings?" She stepped back ready run cause of the way he was already glaring holes at her.
"You just talked to me like that?! That aside, what's the bible for?" His eyes went to the bible she held firmly.
"To pray for you." She replied confidently. "And to thank God for changing you. I hope you won't go back to been cold and rude again." She smiled.
Damien flew up to catch Kimberly but she ran away. And that was when they heard a knock.
The pizza man is here.