Chapter 64: Eavesdropping.

Chapter 64: Eavesdropping.
Damien's POV

Finally it's the day I finally get to take a break from everything…work, accepting deals, calculating numbers ,having meeting and many other business shit.

I'm not going to lie , my recent workaholic style is beginning to drain me…. it's begging to drain my strenght, both physical and mentally so I decided to take a two weeks long break from work.

I decided to visit the beach this evening , since I have been stuck at home since morning, doing nothing but being stuck at the front of that big screen with my fingers tapping non stop on my game pads.

I wanted to invite a chick home or meet one at the hotel but I pushed the thought off my mind.

The memory of the last time with Belinda replayed in my mind and a smirk appeared on my face.

I think I'm going to keep her as my personal bitch because damn, her pussy felt like peadise, so tight and sweet that it makes want to come for more, I haven't heard from her since then and I was not really bother to call her or ask of her.

She was probably fine wherever she was.

I picked up my car keys and headed out of my penthouse, I checked myself in the mirror and adjusted my shirt collar.

With a smirk on, I hopped on my bike and the security man opened the gate as I began the engine and drive off…..

The sun had just began to pour it's golden lights on earth when I got to the beach, my lips curled into a smile unconsciously.

It's been a while since my feet had touched the white sand of the beach.

I took my headphones and connected it to my phone, the song playing made me want to run around the shores but that would of course be a silly thing to do , I chuckled to myself.

I've always loved the beach as a child, the beach held alot of memories.

My mother loved the beach too, she akways took me there every Sunday, I remember back then, we will run away, chasing each other and shooting water guns. We usually spend hours building sand castles.

She was talented,so talented and beautiful, it's just painful how death took her from me, the thought alone made my heart ache badly.

Another memory from was that of Romel, my Best friend, we met on a beach.

We were seven then, my mother brought me to the beach as usual and I was building a sand dolphin when I saw someone approached.

“And I was there feeling bad over my dolphin…look at what he is doing.”, Little Romel.said.

“You mean it's better than yours, right?”, I shot back feeling all proud of myself.

“I mean it's bad, like it doesn't even look like a dolphin, it looks like your are drawing a dead shark skeleton.”, , He laughed, I looked at the dolphin and I realized how bad it was , humilated, I rose up and struck him in his face.

Before we knew it, a fight broke out and out mothers came separating us, turns out they were highschool best friends that lost contacts, they etre so glad to find each other again.

And that's how I was forced by mum to pack a gift and write an apology letter to the boy that humilated my sand dolphin.

Romel's mother made him do the same and slowly nefire we knew it, we became friends shd my mother's death brought us more together.

Ever since then Romel had been by my side, he knows every single detail of me and has been with me through all my moments…the good abd the wild ones.

We never go a day without talking or making fun of things, we never fought until last week.

We did….and he caused it or is it me? 

He was not supposed to even go near to Anne, talk more of taking a picture with her.

But is that eligible enough for me to get angry at him? I'm not supposed to fight my best friend because he took a picture with my ex wife, kit that I caught him kissing her, even if he does to hell with that , I don't care.

I picked my phone and decided to do the right thing.

Romel had called two days after the event but I did ignored each calls of his.

I dialed his number and he picked up at the fifth Ring.

He was silent at first….and I don't know what to say either, it all felt awkward.

Remember how you laughed at my dolphin and called it horrible?”,I asked with my eyes fixed on the sea eaves.

“And I swear, that dolphin is the most horrible one I have seen even till today.”, He said and we both laughed and again the line went silent.

“Are you going to talk or should I end the call? Just fucking lower that Damn pride of yours and say the word.”, He yelled which made me roll my eyes.

“Since we've met you never saw me apologize to anyone and even if I'm staring, what made you think I will ever start with you”, I said.

“ well, I don't mind been the first person…..or fine save it, I bet a day would still come when you will tell Anneliese ‘sorry’” 

Well I once did and I hated the fact that I did, I thought to myself.

“Oh my god,you really did that? Damn man”, Romel exclaimed

“wait what? I said that out loud?”, I adkec startled.

“Of course, you did, you really love that girl, I'm not going to lie.” he laughed.

“Just fucking shut up and don't talk about her anymore please..”

“Fine…welcome back home boy.” , He said and I scoffed, I was waking dien the shore wheny eyes caught the glimpse of someone, a female.

She looked so familiar, I pulled my hoodie on, Incase she's really who I thought she was, I followed her, she was wearing a white flowy gown which made her look like a doll.

“Sorry, I will call you you later.”, I hung up the phone and there my phone in my pocket.

I walked closely and heard her voice, she's really the one.

It was Anneliese!

The realization alone made my heart missec some beats.

Fuck Damien, we are over this already , I thought to myself and I tried to turn but the word, ‘’married’ made me stop , I became so curious and I found myself following them instead of going away , I wahtex to leave and fuckin mind my own business but my legs just suddenly develop a mind of their own.

“Maybe, you are right. Maybe I'm truly in love with him…maybe the feelings I had were lobe because I'm not going to lie, there were times I wanted him near , not hearing his voce made me sad some times but that was then, I'm over it and he even surely hates me, like you are just saying that he is hiding his feelings because you don't know him. He treats me as if he enjoys watching me, he once said it after all.”, Anneliese shrugged and I felt my heart stung.

I think I've heard enough, I walked away from the woman's house and back to my bike.

She was in love with me?

She fucking loved my voice?

Damn! 

She thinks I hate her?

I tried so hard to get things off my mind but I couldn't help it, the wirds keot replying in my head till I got home.

Do I hate her? Of course not but I don't like her either and I don't wznt to have anything to do with her.

So why can't you get her off your mind when you know you don't wzjt to have anything to do with her, my subconscious mocked me and my grip tightened on the bike as I ride past the glowing evening street with gritted teeth.

Dang it, I caht believe I just went to beach to eavesdrop on her conversation with an old woman.

The gate ooenec before I got to it and I parked the bike at the center of the compound, I threw the key at one of the security men around, they know what next to do.

I opened the door feeling so tired, my head was fillec with a lot of things and I fucking need a bath to get things off my mind but who I saw on the living room made my mouth dropped.