Chapter Four

Damien's POV

When Lucien asked me to meet at his office, I didn't know his intentions. I was actually surprised because in all the years he's been teaching, he has never asked me to help with a student's employment.

Lucien could stop teaching if he didn't want to, he was one of the major shareholders at D.B. do he was a millionaire in his own rights, it's something he loves though and I'm not against it in anyway.

In the two weeks interval between Mia and my first meeting and the time we met in his office, I've thought of Mia a thousand times.

I've never felt this way before, it's a strange feeling. It's like there's a rope that draws me to her and that rope only tightened after I saw her again.

Vampires don't do divorce, they are mated for life. It is very rare to see a divorced vampire, in my 199 years of living, I've only ever met one.

Every vampire has a destined mate and they fall in love within a very short time. It's normal to see vampires get married after two months because of the connection they have between each other.

I was telling Lucien about our encounter before she came in. I couldn't really study her when we first met which I rectified the second time.

She was dressed in a crop top that stopped just above her waist and baggy trousers with drawstrings that she knotted on her waist so her waist was barely visible but at the slightest bend it would be exposed and black boots.

Immediately she entered the room, I felt in in my groin. The trousers hugged her hips and accentuated her ass. I was so tempted to grab them.

Mia, her name rings in my head. With Luce's recommendation, I'd have definitely said yes no matter who it was. I gave that condition instinctively, I was even surprised I could remember that with all that I was feeling.

I picked her outfit myself, I hope I got the right size. My P.A, Mariam, was shocked when I sent the pictures to her and asked her to have them delivered to her.

I asked Lucien to help me with her information and I know he's curious about my relationship with her but he's going to have to wait.

One thing is bothering me though, I am only supposed to feel this way about my destined mate, but she's human and I definitely shouldn't feel this way towards one.

I need answers, and I need them fast

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It's today! I'm so fucking nervous.

I didn't know what to do so I called my best friend Darcy and after explaining as quickly as I could, she took permission from her job as a sales person in Glitters. one of the biggest boutiques in town, where she works as a sales person. Her dream is to own her own fashion brand.

I'd gotten a message from Damien that morning that simply said I'll pick you up by 6:30pm. _D.

Who signs a letter with just one initial?

Even that is incredibly sexy.

I hear the lock of the door turn, it's Darcy. She has a key to my house just like I have one to hers.

"What the fuck were you on about on the phone girl?" she says immediately she steps in.

"Well, hello to you too," I say and she just waves me off. I love my best friend.

Darcy is a remarkable lady who radiates self-assurance. Her fierce spirit and unique perspective on life inspire me every day.

She is a talented aspiring fashion designer, and her personal style is a reflection of her creative vision.

Her hair is a stunning masterpiece of vibrant colors, which complements her striking features.

She never worries about the opinions of others and always encourages me to be myself, no matter what.

Darcy is a force to be reckoned with, and her boldness is contagious. She's a true inspiration and a friend like no other.

"I have to attend a charity event tonight and I don't know what to do with my hair and makeup," I tell her.

She drops with a plomp beside me on the couch and says, "I'm still trying to get over the fact that all of these was happening with you and you didn't tell me." She actually looks hurt and I immediately feel sorry.

"I'm sorry Cici, I didn't even know what was happening with me. It all happened so fast".

"Tell me about it, all of it" she says with emphasis on the 'all'.

"Cici we don't have time to do that now, I have to be ready by 6" I tell her.

"Girl, you've forgotten who you're dealing with here. It's me, Cici, you're in good hands. Let me worry about that. The sooner you do this, the faster we can get started" she says to me and I know if I don't tell her, we're doing nothing so I tell her everything.

When I'm done she doesn't say anything. That's very unlike her, I'm the quiet one on this friendship. I look at her and she doesn't even blink, I wave my hand in front of her face.

"Well?..." I say prompting her to say something.

"That's the sweetest story I've ever heard."

Did I mention that she's weird? What in the world is sweet about all of this?

"I mean…what better way to start one's love life than that?" she asks.

"That's what you have to say about this crazy situation I got myself into?"

"More like you found yourself in" she corrects me.

"Same difference".

I check the time and it's 3:22pm. I stand up and head to the bathroom.

"My outfit is in my closet, go check it out. I'm going to take a quick shower".

I know she just saw my gown when I hear her scream.

Exactly baby.

"MIA, GET YOUR ASS FUCKING HERE RIGHT NOW!"

The door to the bathroom opens and she pokes her head in, "I can't wait to glamour you up" she says and goes back.

I can feel her excitement in her voice, she lives for things like this.

I finish my shower and don a bathrobe as I head out of the shower.

She's already set out everything she needs, she brought her make-up kit with her. My gown is also laid out on the bed.

Seeing the gown again gives me shivers. I can't believe I'd wear something that exquisite, I can't even believe I own something that exquisite.

"Welcome to salon a la CiCi," she quips, directing me to sit in front of the vanity.

"We're about to create magic," she sings as she switches on the hair dryer and starts on my hair.

By the time she's done with me, there's no other word for what she did but magic because...it's magical.