Chapter 6

Dastan 

Sir, these documents need to be reviewed and signed off on as soon as you get a chance.

Okay Jasper, I'll take care of them just leave them there.

I was patient, I let her have her time and then pounced when I saw fit, she never stood against me, I watched her as she entered the restaurant that day, I almost ran over to her and scooped her up because she resembles her so much, with the exception of her height and hair colour, one could easily mistake one for the other.

Perhaps I came across too strong and almost thought I messed up but she came back to the restaurant a few days later, I mean, her way of speaking is definitely something that would need getting adjusted to because I have never had a woman speak or respond to me in that way before, not even in high school.

She's different, very different from her in terms of personality, over time I will mold her to be the way I want her to be, now that I have her number I will take things slowly, get a feel of her and work from there, she may not be the same person but mannerism is something that can be taught, she can be broken in.

I peer out my office window looking at nothing in particular just remembering her and our time together, sigh it's been Three years since she's been gone and still I truly can't believe it, can't come to terms with it even though I watched them lower them into the ground and cover it with dirt, I commissioned the head stone myself that now sits there, I even have a company hired to clean the tombstone once per month.

Alright let's get back to work, I sort through my documents and go through my day with meetings, when I get back to my office I realize she has not called or messaged me once since I texted her so she'd know it was me, she is quite the enigma isn't she.

Perhaps I should make a swing by her little gallery and see what it's about and gauge her reaction to my showing up there, hmm she may place me in the same bracket as a stalker but at this point who gives a shit, I always get what I want.

I looked into her and she's simple enough, her social media is filled with pictures of places around the city, some art pieces and very few pictures of herself and her friends, so I suppose she keeps things to a minimum which works perfectly for me, low key and she doesn't seem to have a familial tie which makes it even better for me.

Brad, get the car ready I'm going to the gallery on 12th Ave.

Since when are you interested in art?

Since a beautiful piece popped up there, I wish to acquire it for my personal collection

He says nothing further and gets the car ready for my departure, the gallery closes it's door around 06:30 PM daily and it's now 06:10 I should get there in roughly fifteen minutes, I suppose it would be very gentlemanly of me to offer her a ride home too wouldn't it?

Who would refuse getting into the car the millionaire Dastan Lemos?

.... No thank you, I don't need a ride ... I stand there face agape probably looking like a gold fish out of water, she refused to ride with me, after I travelled all this way just to see her, may I ask why you're refusing my kind offer? because I don't know you like that, you know, stranger danger and all that jazz.

Well perhaps if you reached out to me once via text you would have gotten to know me.

People these days have learned the dark art of deception Mr. Lemos, you can be anyone on the phone or for the world to see but an entirely different person behind closed doors.

But how would you know who I am if you don't give me a chance Stormie?

I comb my hand through my hair, this is working out to be a bit harder than I thought, I presumed that once she learned who I was she would let her barrier down because I was so sure her friends would have talked to her about me, about who I am, what I am, she would automatically want me, I mean who would not want the attention of a millionaire for Pete's sake!

Uhm, sir?

What is it Brad?

S-She's gone

What?! I spin around, the actual fk, while I was lost in thought she actually walked away from me, no, no, no this has to be part of some gimmick to get my attention, but she already has it, perhaps playing hard to get is the new trend among females these days then hmm, alright so be it, I will take back my olive branch and let her stew for a few days and she will certainly come around!

........ TEN DAYS LATER ...........

Can you believe it! not once has she contacted me! what is wrong with that woman?

Sir, perhaps she's just not interested

That's impossible I mean come on Brad, I'm... well I'm me! who wouldn't want me?!

Perhaps she's seeing someone

No, she's not I looked into all that too, she's single

Well perhaps she single and not looking to mingle, I mean I do see it sir, so I understand why you may feel the attraction but-

-Don't you finish that sentence, I want her and I will have her Brad, even if I have to become someone I'm not.