Digimon Davis Mga Nobela at Kwento

AVA'S POV; “Ava!!” I suddenly heard my name and ran down the stairs. I told Davis never to call my name like that for no good reason. “Why did you yell like that?!” I yelled back when I came down and saw Davis with a girl in a short brown skirt and a crop top. Another of his exploits. “It’s Dad. He wants to speak to you,” Davis said, passing me the phone. “Then why didn’t he just call my phone?”

Is she alive or dead if she was dead, am sure Davis replaced me to her. Davis picked up his phone and dialled his life secretary number Morgan, get me two tickets to the cinema before the weekends, Sir? Morgan exclaimed pretending not to Understand what his boss meant. You heard me Davis said, am sorry sir who is it for? Davis clenc his fist his voice more hoarse who are you to question my orders I am just nervous am sorry. How do you want it for a lady in her early twenties is there any special thing you want to include Morgan asked.

Davis leaned at the door by the exit smoking while waiting for her, when he saw her coming out, he walked up to her. Gary and Tessy blocked him but Matilda ordered them to leave him. It’s you again, what do you want? Davis smiled slightly, I have offended you earlier, I came to properly apologize to you. If you don’t mind, I’ll treat you to lunch tomorrow to show my sincerity. Matilda looked at him, “ what makes you think that I would want to have lunch with you?”

Davis nodded his head, closing the door after I climbed in. I watched him through the car window as he stepped back. His eyes never left me as I followed Chris' Ferrari back to his home. I watched Davis through my rearview mirror until I could no longer see him. My heart sank, missing him a million times over already. I barely know anything about Davis, aside from the fact he fights, has a daughter, and makes me feel safe and cared for. He's not like any guy I've ever been with.

Davis wasn’t happy his apology wasn’t working because Kassady didn’t reply him. She looked beside the tea and noticed there was a funny was he dished the fried egg and drew a smile emoji on it this chuckled her as she laughed out loud. Kassady couldn’t hold the silence anymore laughed. Davis knew Kassady would definitely smile at the smile emoji he did beside the fried eggs because she is easy to penetrate. He was happy to see Kassady smiling. “Oh my gosh Davis why did you dish the eggs like that with a smile emoji beside it” Kassady said as she stopped laughing and was just smiling.

Looking at my watch, there was still another forty-five minutes until we traded off in the kitchen. Liam opened the door five minutes later, hand-in-hand with a tall man. He had short blond hair and his eyes were an electric blue. He was very handsome, and I held out my hand. Smiling, he took my hand. “Alpha Desmond, it’s good to finally meet you.” “Dillard Young, it’s lovely to meet you as well. I told my son he should have brought you over sooner.” Liam cleared his throat. “Dad, come on.”

already. Davis did really sucked everything, including my strength off me. I didn't know when I had slept off. But… oh God! He was heavenly. Delicious. He was everything I had dreamed of. Thinking about the moment with him a few hours ago, I cannot help but feel giddy and hot inside. His hold on me, his lips on mine, his thrust, and how he groans. That looks when he is finally about to release into me. Davis was definitely all in one, and I cannot help but wonder why me? A nobody. I am not worth even his pinky finger.

Davis resumed working but his laptop project got Interrupted with a video call from his long time friend, he sighed and picked then the face of Richard popped in and before Davis knew it another caller entered and it was Marcus. "Davis you jerk! How can you forget about us so soon" Richard said.

Davis's face became pale as he gazed at the data. The proof was there, even though he wanted to reject it. He was at a loss for words. He was limited to lowering his head and avoiding Darin's eyes entirely. Darin stared at him with dark eyes. "Why did you do it?" With a flash of terror in his eyes, Davis looked up but was unable to speak. Once more, he simply lowered his head. Davis's phone began to buzz in his pocket at that moment. After fumbling with it, he noticed Andrea's name on the screen.

“My God—Damon, it’s from Daven.” My chest tightened hard enough to hurt. “Open it,” I said, steady even as something cold crept through my veins. She tapped the screen. A video played. Daven. Standing inside her house. Alive. Unharmed. Looking… normal. Confused, maybe. But not terrified. He held the phone too close to his face, like someone had told him what to say and handed it to him seconds before pressing record. “Hi, Mom,” he said quietly. “I’m home.”