FORTY ONE

DAMON

As my fingers took a swipe over my lips, I smiled to myself. Though unplanned, I am glad I thought of a way to make Selena pay for how angry she makes me feel. In a broader sense, my plan will help her see the world differently, that is if she ends up agreeing to my deal.

I watched as she walked toward the elevator, her hands forming a fist. She definitely didn’t like my idea and I saw that as a win. As long as she refuses to do as I wish, I won’t be pulling stunts like kissing her suddenly at a moment when I feel anger toward her. Staying away from touching her for a while will be doable. Perhaps, I will be able to get the way I feel about her from my system along the line.

As my ears picked up her last statement; the one where she said she had a gift for me, I instantly recalled the hot slap she gave Alejandro minutes ago.

Quickly shaking off the thought of being tortured in such a way, I walked after her. Then, I wondered what the so-called gift could be.

Well, as long as