sex-me boss.

For two days now, he’d been unable to reach her, leaving messages she hadn’t answered. He didn’t know what he was going to do; he’d drowned himself in alcohol, thinking he could forget her, but it was impossible. This girl was under his skin and it was difficult to forget her even if he wanted to.

He was just finishing another bottle when the door opened and he thought he noticed the silhouette of James and Tyler. He didn’t believe he’d invited them to his place, so he paid them no attention and continued to drown his sorrows.

-You’re unrecognizable, Damon.

-oh but it’s not like you know me, guys, I’m perfectly fine so don’t worry, otherwise what are you doing here?

-How many days has it been since you’ve been out of here, Damon?

-I think it’s been three days, but it’s my life and I’ll do with it what I please. Now, are you going to tell me what you’re doing here, or am I going to have to throw you out?

-Damon, you’re a businessman, not a booze addict. What’s going on with you now? Soon the police are going to come and take you away because some girl came to tell us she was going to press charges against you for the kidnapping of a certain Olivia Turner.

At the mention of this name, Damon snapped back to reality and looked at them more seriously. He wanted to know what was going on, but his head hurt so much that it was impossible to think clearly, but Olivia couldn’t have disappeared when she didn’t yet know the truth.

-You’re joking, aren’t you? Please tell me she hasn’t disappeared.

-Damon who’s that girl because her friend said you’re still the only suspect because her neighbors said they’ve seen a man with your description every night outside her door for the last three days. It’s just a coincidence, isn’t it?

-No, it’s not a coincidence, it was me. I wanted to tell her that I was sorry, that I didn’t want her to know the truth like that, that it was a bad bet that led me to see her but that I wasn’t sorry at all that I’d met her but I couldn’t go in without her knowing, I couldn’t frighten her, you understand? but tell me she hasn’t really disappeared.

James and Tyler were flabbergasted. Damon was talking so painfully about a woman, which was unheard of, something was more sincerely wrong. He’d never told them he had a daughter in his life, and he’d just mentioned the bet.

-Damon, are you sure you didn’t kidnap that girl?

-I thought about it because she wouldn’t listen to me at all, but I thought I’d give her time to digest everything and I was going to kidnap her tonight to force her to listen to me, but no, she can’t have disappeared. Are you sure you’ve searched her house? her bedroom, her bathroom, her kitchen, everything?

He really believed they were the ones who’d gone to check if this Olivia was still alive. This was concrete proof that Damon Dixon had lost his mind in just a few days and needed rest. They needed to contact this Maggie soyer girl and ask her not to do what she was planning to do.

-do you happen to know a girl named Maggie Soyer?

-I’ve got the head to know every girl in the galaxy? and who’s she?

James began to pace. If the police ever arrived to drag Damon away, it would be front-page news, something he had to avoid at all costs for his own good.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

-James, remember Betty mentioned a Maggie once and I don’t know who would have accompanied her to your office if it wasn’t Betty, I think you should call Betty.

As he pulled out his phone to do so, he saw Damon staggering towards the door. He watched as Damon was about to leave. Tyler tried to hold him back, but he struggled to free himself.

-Where are you going, Damon Dixon?

-Don’t worry, it’s not to sign a contract, but to find the girl you’ve been unable to find. She can’t disappear without knowing how I feel about her, it’s impossible.

While the others were still in shock, he took the opportunity to put his hand on the lock and when he opened the door, he saw three policemen in front of him about to knock.

-Damon Dixon, you’re under arrest for the disappearance of Olivia Turner.