01 * Is He Your Lover?

Devika's POV

"I'm envious," Pheobe says for the thousandth time as she sat on the bed. I shake my head at her little attempt at being a drama queen.

"Being a drama queen doesn't suit you Pheobe" I tease with a smile as I zip up my box.

"I mean it, I wish I could come with you," she says pouting.

"Me too" I replied seating beside her.

"Make sure to enjoy every second of every day, don't stay in your room all day, go for walks and make conversations too"

"Yes ma'am" I replied sarcastically

"I'm serious" she added seriously with her eyes fixed on me as if to decipher if I was understanding or not.

"I know" I replied

"You deserve this, hope you know that?" she asked and I nod.

"Good girl," she said as she hugged me, falling to the bed.

It's finally getting real, my 1st solo trip to one of my favorite towns. I've been wanting to go explore Achara town, a small magical town across the country for a year now.

It's been my dream ever since I began to play around with witchcraft and now, it's getting real. I registered for a program with the witches to learn and grow my magical skills. I can't wait to get started.

"I hope you find love," Pheobo says looking me in the eye.

My smile froze for a moment as I recall some unpleasant memory.

"You've got to get over him," she says sternly like a mom scolding her child.

"I have" I replied not daring to meet her eyes.

"Liar" she accused pulling my chin up

"it's not a lie" I replied, suddenly finding the night sky mesmerizing.

"it's okay, am not judging. I somehow get the feeling that you are going to meet your one true love on this trip" she says in excitement.

"There is no such thing as one true love," I said smugly but with m honesty but Phoebe thought it was because I was heartbroken. I don't believe there's this one person that we are supposed to be with but Phoebe on the other hand is waiting for the one. The way she believes it makes me hope it's true but at the same time, having more than one soulmate gives you the upper hand. What if my one true love turns out to be a jerk like my ex? I shudder at the thought as Pheobe grabbed my face, turning it to face her again.

"As the witch, aren't you meant to be the wiser and most positive one?" she said playfully, hitting me with a pillow.

"Am I? I had no idea" I replied throwing the pillow back at her.

"Get some sleep, you have a long flight tomorrow," she said getting out of bed and tucking me in.

"Sure, thanks bestie," I say earning myself a peck on the forehead

"You are welcome my baby" she replied before leaving the room.

She always acts like a mother which is why I rarely miss mine whom by the way, I haven't spoken to in a long time. My father fled 14 years ago to God knows where and my mom remarried. Yeah, my life is a mess, with absentee mom and dad and no one to lean on but Phoebe. I've been living with her and her parents for 6 years now and I never missed home. I do get jealous of her relationship with her parents from time to time but am happy for her.

As much as I am tempted to feel hurt at the thought of my parents, I can't help but think about what Pheobe said. Would I really fall in love for the 1st time?

With that thought in mind, I fell asleep and only woke up to the sound of my alarm. Phoebe and her mom had dropped me off at the airport before going about their business.

I spent 6 hours flying and now, I'm headed to the exit where I find the most magical man on earth standing with my name on the board he is holding.

I walk up to him knowing he must have been sent by Mr. Young to fetch me.

As we locked eyes, my breath was sucked out of my lungs and I couldn't help but gulp down some air.

"Devika?" he asked and I nodded not trusting myself to speak.

"This way please," he said leading the way with my box in his hand as I followed behind finally finding my breath. The ride was quiet and intense in a way I can't put into words

Every time I made eye contact with him, I would lose my breath which should be scary right? but I find myself getting drawn to him like metal to a magnet.

I don't realize it when he led me upstairs and said "this is your room, freshen up and come down for dinner"

I nodded again and waited until he left before I could breathe again. He smelt like heaven and all I wanted to do was get lost in the bliss.

I'm sure am going to be in a lot of trouble if he happens to stay here or worse, he's Mr. Young's son. I slapped myself at the thought a little too hard than I expected, but it did the trick. No nonsense thoughts about the super hot guy that may be living in the same house with me for the next few months.

I went down after changing into more comfy clothes expecting to see Mr, young and his family but all I saw was the super hot guy in an apron serving the dishes.

"When will Mr, Young be coming home?" I asked but instead of answering he just smiles.

He took off his apron, pulled out a chair for me, and said "sit".

" You haven't answered my question," I say as he sits in front of me.

"That's because Mr, Young is home already" he replied making me sigh in relief. It's good to know that I won't be alone with him.

Smiling, he asked, "why are you looking for Mr, Young, is he your lover?"

"Don't spout nonsense, it is nothing like that" I defended getting sick at the thought of dating a forty-something years old man.

"Why not, he's a billionaire" he replied casually dropping his fork.

"He is?" I ask in astonishment as I looked at the manor in a whole new light.

I knew it was a luxurious home but I never expected I was in the house of a multi billionaire.

"Now I know why the house looks and feels so heavenly," I said making the guy smile.

My heart froze for a second and I began to look for a way to calm it down. My mind and body have just been acting funny around this guy and the way he looks at me makes me even more uncomfortable.

"You are not eating," I say, looking away from his heated gaze.

"Well I ate a while back so am just keeping you company" he replied casually with a shrug.

"Thanks" I replied finding him so sweet. Get it together Devika, you are in this town to find your purpose not to get laid.

"So who are you?" I asked hoping he would stop staring but he didn't.

"My name?" he asked with a smug smile.

"Sure let's start there" I replied casually. if am going to be living here with him and Mr. Young then it's only right I know his name.

I pick up my glass of juice and took a mouthful when he replied "Damian Young".

I found myself emptying the contents of my mouth all over the table and his shirt.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Young I didn't mean to," I said getting up to go help him clean up.

My hands were a few inches away from touching him when he caught them saying"It's okay".

My entire body went rigid when he touched me, I couldn't think straight as all my attention was drawn to the tingling sensation in my hand. It spread through my body getting me aroused and filling up my head with thoughts of how his hands would feel all over my body.

My breath quickened as I looked at him in anticipation but he let go and said "You are my guest so it's my fault for giving you a fright."