Semua Bab A Night with Mr. Stranger : Bab 21 - Bab 30

DAMON'S POVI stormed into Sophia’s room, fully expecting to unleash my annoyance. “Isn’t she ready yet?” I barked, my voice sharp. But the sight that greeted me froze my tongue. She stood there, radiant. Her dress hugged her figure in a way that was elegant, yet captivating. Her hair framed her face perfectly, and her eyes held a spark of nervousness that only added to her allure. For the first time in my 33 years on earth, I was utterly speechless. My irritation evaporated like steam on glass, and it was replaced by something. Something I couldn’t quite place.I cleared my throat, trying to compose myself. ‘Get a grip, Damon. She’s just another woman.’ The voice of one of the three maids in her room broke through my thoughts. “Sir, we’re so sorry for the delay. She’s ready for the outing now.” She said, bowing.“Leave us,” I commanded curtly, waving her and the other maids away. I needed them out, though I wasn’t sure why.Sophia looked at me with uncertainty as the maids made to

SOPHIA'S POV ‘We had met before I became his secretary?’ I just smiled awkwardly, trying to focus on running my fingers through his hair instead of getting shocked by the words Mr. Graham had just said. I knew what he said was not close to being possible. “I don’t think so, sir,” I said, keeping my voice as steady as possible. He pulled his head away from my lap, sitting up slightly. “I don’t know what it is,” he said softly. “But I felt it earlier, when I was in your room. When you were dressed for Nico's party. It was like we’ve been that close before. Like it wasn’t new.” I felt uneasy because of his words “Remember when I told you about the strange feeling I had when I saw your painting?” I reminded him, choosing my words carefully as if I was talking to Hayden and Kayden.He nodded slowly. “You shrugged it off back then, Sir. You told me we’d never met before, and I believed you. So, Mr. Graham, you shouldn’t hold onto that feeling. We don’t have a history. I'm a hundred

DAMON’S POVAs I rose angrily from my chair, I slammed my hands hard on the desk, feeling the impact vibrate through my arms. My mother flinched, and her tear-streaked face became pale with fear. She clutched her hands together, shaking on her seat, as she sobbed.“Mom, why didn't you tell me before now?” I bellowed. My voice echoed through the room, but I didn’t care. “Did you enjoy making a fool out of me while I kept having flashes of memories I couldn't even understand? Do you have any idea how painful it’s been? How many times I’ve wondered why my head hurts for no reason?”She shook her head frantically. "No, Damon. I never wanted to hurt you. The doctor said if you tried too hard to remember, you could harm yourself even more."I scoffed, running a frustrated hand through my hair. "And what about the accident itself? What if it wasn’t an accident, Mom? What if someone tried to kill me?" I snapped, my voice filled with bitterness. "You know I have enemies, yet you did nothing! Yo

SOPHIA’S POV“Grumpy man,” I muttered under my breath the moment Mr. Graham was out of sight. I let out a sharp hiss, crossing my arms over my chest.The nerve of him.Ordering me around like I was some maid.I sank back into my chair, my fingers tapping against the desk as annoyance bubbled inside me. Damon Graham, billionaire, business tycoon, and the rudest man alive. He had no idea how insufferable he was.And yet, despite knowing that, I had let him kiss me two nights ago.I shut my eyes tightly, as if that could erase the memory.God, I regretted it.Not just because it meant nothing to him, but because I had actually felt something. And now? He didn’t even remember it happened.I scoffed bitterly.And on top of that, he had the audacity to command me to clean up his office.“Clean his office, my foot,” I muttered, shaking my head.I tried to push away the irritation, but it clung to me. Was I angry because of how he treated me? Or was it because he didn’t remember the damn kiss

SOPHIA’S POVI saw Damon blinking his eyes and quickly alerted Mom that her son was regaining consciousness. His mom immediately stood at the other side of the bed.He had been admitted at the hospital since yesterday after we received a call from Mr. Leo that he fell unconscious. “Sophia” I heard him call me and my head snapped in his direction. He was smiling. Wait, Smiling!Did he once again hit his head on some rock in his unconscious state? He never seized to amaze me.Just then, the doctor walked in, checking his vitals. “He’s okay now, ma’am. You don’t have to worry.”Mom let out a relieved sigh, folding her hands in gratitude. “Thank goodness. I thought I was going to lose you, Damon.”“You worry too much, Mom,” He muttered.She sat beside him, helping him sit up, but he still didn’t take his eyes off me, making me grow uncomfortable. What was he planning now?“What exactly happened, my dear?” Mom asked gently. “Leo refused to tell me why you fell unconscious. He insisted I