Chasing the Unexpected

“Are you saying that if I admit I’m jealous, you’ll try to make it up to me?” Damon asked.

They were so close that his breath grazed Nyla’s ear, tickling it like a feather’s touch.

She looked up at him and smiled. “That’s right.”

“I’m jealous, then. What are you going to do about it?” Damon said.

Without another word, Nyla cupped his face and kissed him lightly. “Don’t worry. I only have eyes for you–I wouldn’t look twice at anyone else.”

Her eyes sparkled like a million stars, and Damon could see his reflection in them.

When he didn’t respond, merely gazing at her, Nyla raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Sumner, are you saying you’re not happy with this approach?”

Damon slid his hand behind her neck and kissed her deeply.

When they finally broke apart, their clothes were a little disheveled.

Damon kissed Nyla’s collarbone softly, his voice low and raspy. “I’m more than satisfied.”

It was after midnight when they finally entered the villa.

As soon as they walked in, Lydia came over to greet them. “Mr. Sumner, Ms. Kinsey, you’re back! Should I prepare something for the hangover?”

Damon usually drank a fair amount at these events, and Lydia always had something ready for him.

“No need. I didn’t drink much tonight. It’s late, Lydia. You should get some rest,” Damon said, dismissing her offer.

Lydia nodded. “Of course.”

After she left, Nyla raised their clasped hands and gave them a playful shake. “I’m heading to my room now. Will you let go of me?” Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

There was a hint of reluctance in Damon’s eyes, but he released her hand. “Alright. Good night.”

“Good night,” Nyla replied.

The next morning, Damon handed Nyla a couple of documents right after breakfast.

“These are for the villa the Wilkies promised you. The paperwork’s all set,” he informed

her.

Nyla looked at him in surprise. “So fast?”

“Mm,” Damon hummed.

Nyla wasn’t in a rush, so she glanced over the documents briefly and set them aside. “I bet Jane is feeling miserable–she didn’t even manage to hurt me and still ended up losing two villas.”

Damon’s gaze turned cold. “She’ll pay for trying to pull that on you last night.‘

“The Wilkies already compensated me with two properties, so let’s leave it at that. I don’t want this affecting Prospectus Technology’s partnership with the Wilkie Group,” Nyla replied.

Damon looked at her, his voice softening. “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”

Nyla was about to say more when Damon’s phone rang. As soon as he answered, his expression darkened.

“I have to step out for a bit. Don’t wait for me for lunch,” he said.

Seeing him rush to the door, Nyla looked surprised. “Did something happen at work?”

After knowing Damon for so long, she had rarely seen him this anxious.

Damon paused, nodding with a hum before he left quickly.

As Nyla watched his car drive away, she returned to the villa.

Close to noon, she received a message from Leon.

Leon: [Hey, Nyla! My throat’s been feeling off, so I went to the hospital. Guess who I saw- Ruby! And you won’t believe it. Sullivan broke his limb, right? Ruby’s here taking care of him!]

Nyla’s expression shifted at the text.

Ruby had told her she wouldn’t see Sullivan anymore, so she hadn’t thought to follow up. She hadn’t expected things to go as far as Ruby looking after him in the hospital.

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