Chapter 12

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After Liza and Damien's little conversation we dropped Liza at her home and drove off to the Lorenzo mansion. Once we reach the driveway I get out of the car and rush into the house. I inwardly groan when I remember I have to share the room with Damien.
Once I'm in room I drop my bag and change into my nightwear. I also wash my face to clean any makeup. After changing I engulf myself in the best and dive into sleep. Saying I'm tired is an understatement.
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The sunlight peering into the room. I open my eyes and yawn. Looking to my right i  see Damien sleeping beside me. He's sleeping so peacefully. When he's sleeping his face looks relaxed and void of the cold demeanor it usually portrays. I get up and pick out a grey baggy top and white trousers. I go to the bathroom and take my bath. I thoroughly wash my hair so as to remove all the hairspray I used yesterday. After washing and drying my hair I comb it and pack it into a ponytail. After getting dressed I rush out of the room. Damien is still sleeping so I try not to make any sound.
Today is Saturday so Gretta isn't coming in today. It's her day off. I go to the kitchen and decide to make some spaghetti and tomato stew.
When I'm done I keep some for Damien in the freezer and then eat mine. When I'm done i wash  the dishes and go over to the living room. Minutes later Damien rushes down the stairs wearing a white hoodie and jean trousers.
"There's food in the freezer" I say to him as he makes his way to the kitchen.
I start watching a Netflix special and minutes later Damien enters the living room. He sits on one of the couches and casually glances my way.
"Did you make the spaghetti" he asks after some minutes silence
" Yes" I simply answer focusing on my movie
"It was good" he casually compliment.
I snap my head so fast it almost left my head.
"Did you just compliment me?" I ask looking at him like he just fell from space
He gives me a blank look "yes, why?
I just shake my head and try to hide my blush. I don't know why I feel like I've been give a freaking medal. He turns his attention back to the TV and watches with interest. I blush again because it's a romance movie and it's kinda cliche.
Damien turns to me and smirks. "Did you take something with lots of peppers or what"
"No, why?" I ask blushing again. Ugh, what is wrong with me.
"Nothing, it's just that your cheeks has been flaming up for quite a while. If you're having problems with your cheeks then let me know. I have a friend who's good in that area" Oh My God, did he just make a joke? And that has to be the linges conversation we've had without him insulting me or vice versa. I blush again and cover my face.
Francesca what's wrong with you? This is so pathetic right now. I never blush like this but I don't know what's wrong with my cheeks.
Damien shakes his head and smirks. He continues watching the movie which I completely forgot existed. I quickly remember something and turn towards him.
"Hmm, my best friend is coming over this night. We're having a sleepover, just wanted to let you know"
Damien turns his gaze to me again. He creases his eyebrows and frowns "you mean Lia?"
I gasp in surprise. Is getting serious? He doesn't know her name? Are you kidding me?
"Who is Lia? You don't know my best friend's name? Are you kidding me? Her name is Liza.
Damien just frowns and shrugs.
I glare at him. "you know, for a man who owns a lot of companies, don't you think you're too forgetful and very absentminded to important things?. I mean why am I even surprised. If you forgot my name then Liza is normal for you too"
"And you seem to be very careless about important things" he says giving me a blank look.
"And how is that?" I ask him
"I mean you're not a saint yourself. For someone who asked the man she married two years ago who he was, you seem too confident in your caring abilities"
I glare at him, his he serious. Those are two different scenarios, no they aren't but whatever.
"At least I knew your name" I point out
"But you couldn't put a face to the name"
I open my mouth to say something but I suddenly got nothing to say. He's kinda right, but I suddenly remember something.
"But you couldn't put a name to the face" I say with a smirk.
When we both realize what we just said we look at each other and laugh out loud. He laughed he actually laughed and the sound and sight was beautiful.
It was just beautiful...
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Mercy