All Chapters of A Night with Mr. Stranger : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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CHAPTER 21: Is this Jealousy?

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

CHAPTER 22: Damon Graham is sick?

SOPHIA'S POVThe music pulsed through the club, and I tried my best to keep up with Nico as we danced on the dance floor. He was laughing, spinning me around, but I made sure to maintain a polite distance. As much as he seemed harmless, I didn’t want to give him any ideas. My mind suddenly drifted to Mr. Graham. I hadn't seen him since we arrived here. ‘Where could he be?’ Still dancing, now in a slow pace, my eyes scanned through the clubhouse, searching for him. I shifted my eyes to a direction and saw him at the bar, sitting uncomfortable on the stool, his posture was stiff, and he clutched his chest with his hand like he was in pain. Panic surged through me. “Sir?” I called out, rushing over to him, vamoosing the dance floor.A woman beside him, chewing gum and dressed like she’d forgotten half her wardrobe at home, turned to me. “He doesn’t look so good,” she said lazily, though her tone was more annoyed than concerned.“Excuse me,” I muttered, pushing past her to steady him

CHAPTER 23: Requesting for a kiss

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

CHAPTER 24: It's confession time!

DEBRA'S POVThe next morning being a Monday morning, I took it upon myself to visit Damon at his company knowing fully well that he would surely be there.After I received Sophia's call yesterday, I felt uneasy and wondered why she suddenly asked me to tell Damon about his accident. She didn't even give me a chance to reply her before she hung up on me. As I stepped into the company, I was greeted immediately by a flurry of bows and warm smiles. “Good morning, Mrs. Graham!” the employees chimed in unison. “Good morning,” I replied with a cheerful nod, letting my smile linger. These were good people, far more personable than my son who hardly smiles. “Thanks for your continuous cooperation towards the growth of this company.” I needed no soothsayer to tell me that Damon had never acted politely with them, nor appreciated them for their hard work. I had to do that in his stead in order to encourage them to keep working hard.I walked my way to the elevator which led me to Damon's

CHAPTER 25: “What if it wasn’t an accident, Mom?”

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

CHAPTER 26: Finding Answers

DAMON’S POV“To where?”The question repeated over and over in my head, bouncing off the walls of my mind like a haunting echo. No matter how hard I tried to grasp onto something, anything, my memory remained blank. A void. A missing piece in the puzzle of my life. I turned to Leo, my patience was wearing thin. “Do you have any idea where I went after leaving the club?”The club. Now, I understand why I suddenly experienced a deja vu moment on Nico's birthday. Leo hesitated, shifting uncomfortably. And why did I even bother asking him when he obviously said I sent him off?“No idea, sir.” He spread his hands, looking just as lost as I felt. Obviously, NO IDEA.No idea where I went that night. No idea what happened after I left the club. No idea who the woman was.“Damn it!” I exhaled sharply, rubbing my temple, at the same time, running a frustrated hand through my hair. I sank into deep thought, my fingers drumming restlessly against the desk. Different possibilities played in my

CHAPTER 27: “The 16th of February.”

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

CHAPTER 28: Damon’s memories playing out like a dream.

DAMON'S POVAround 5 PM that day, I stepped out of the boardroom, my employees following behind me. We had just concluded a meeting, and it was also the end of the workday.As I walked out, I noticed Leo approaching. His expression was difficult to read, somewhere between sadness and frustration."You just received a text, sir," he said, handing me my phone. From the look on his face, it was clear he had already read it.Curious and slightly concerned, I wondered what kind of message could have made Leo look so troubled.I brought my phone closer to my face, to read the text."Hi, Damon. This will likely be the last time you hear from me, as I’m about to discard my SIM card and leave the country.I’ve successfully completed my mission in your life and home. The truth is, I never loved you. Everything was carefully planned by my real boyfriend and me. Our only goal was to drain you of your wealth.In fact, I managed to take even more from you than we originally intended, and believe me

CHAPTER 29: “I think you misquoted me, ma'am”

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

CHAPTER 30: A New Damon Graham?

DAMON’S POVIt had been a month since I regained my lost memory of six years ago. I felt like I had been reborn. Like someone turning a new leaf. From my cold attitude to a calm one.But then again, could it be because of Sophia? Ever since I found out that I had a one night stand with my contract wife, I had been feeling elated. I should be having mixed feelings, right? Why am I having an unexplainable feeling towards her? It was definitely not romantic feelings. Then what? No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity between us the first day I laid my eyes on her at the office. Had no idea we had a history together.For the past few weeks, I found myself yelling less, talking softly, not getting annoyed over unnecessary things. And Sophia, something in me always keeps looking deep into her eyes whenever she talks. I even recently noticed how beautiful her brown eyes were.‘Gosh! Damon, this isn't you.’I insisted on her preparing my daily meal, and truth be told, I always enjoyed her f

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