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Chapter 5

Francesca's POV

You know that feeling, when you are having an amazing sleep and your stupid alarm decides to disturb you... Well you normally just snooze it and either continue sleeping or you get up and start your day. But it's not the alarms fault, that's it's job. You had set it yourself so it's not a problem.

But it's a problem when it's not your alarm making those sounds,. It's obvious because I don't know who is knocking continuously on my door. Like seriously? I wait for the intruder to go but no, the person keeps knocking. Groaning and grumbling I get out of my bed, put on my flip flops and open the door.

Behold... Damien Lorenzo standing at the front of my room. He's currently putting on a jean trouser and grey hoodie... He obviously didn't sleep here cause he's holding his car keys. His hazel eyes are boring into my blue eyes and I must say it's uncomfortable. It's almost like he's trying to read me. He opens and closes his mouth like he's debating whether or not he should speak.

His eyes travel from my head to my toe, then back to my face. I frown then fold my hands.

"Why were you knocking?" I ask him in the rudest voice a sweet girl like me could muster.

He frowns at my question and raises his eyebrows "I clearly remember telling you we're supposed to move into the same room" he replies

I smirk at his answer "and I clearly remember complying..."

Frowning he cuts me off "complying? How exactly did you comply when you still have your things in your room, you slept here. So how did you comply"

I smirk at that, oh this is going to be so fun. I ain't leaving my cozy room to enter his weird room. I've never been there since the two years I spent in this house but I'm sure it's as weird as an ice cream with pepper as toppings. "Well if I remember what you said clearly, your parents and mine asked us to move into the same room, who said it had to be yours?"

With every word I spoke I could see the amusement and anger building up on his face. He clenched and unclenched his hands. "I'm not stopping you from coming, just use the closet on the right hand side" With that I walked past him, also making a point of brushing past him. I shivered at the contact and I swear I heard him take in a heavy breath.

I majestically walk down the stairs knowing fully well that he was following me. Oh wow, power felt so good.

"Frida you.."

"What did you just call me" I say cutting him off as I turn to see him pointing at me with a frown on his face. I look at him furiously while taking quick steps towards him. We're currently in the kitchen. "Did you just call me Frida, you don't know my name... Seriously? Oh My God, my parents are so ridiculous. I'm married to a man that doesn't know my name..."

Raising his brows Damien cuts me off saying "we both know it's not a real marriage. It's a contract marriage. So stop being a drama queen, I don't even know your age, work or even..."

I could feel the anger rising up in me. Glaring at him I interrupt him "excuse you Mr Damien Martina, despite that this is not a real marriage at least any normal human being with common manners will know that it is only courtesy to know the name of the woman you wedded two years ago you..." I struggle trying to find the right word while he just stands there arms crossed and with a blank face. " Douchebag, you douchebag" I finally complete inwardly patting myself on my back.

"Well, I don't care about courtesy rather do I care about manners. It's the simple truth let's face it. I mean don't act like you are some incredible saint, you didn't even recognize my face... I was standing right in front of you and you didn't even know who I was..." I angrily cut him off

"BUT I KNEW YOUR NAME!!!" I screamed at him. " I knew you were Damien Lorenzo, even if I didn't know your face. At least have the courtesy..."

He rudely interrupted "I don't give a shit about courtesy, I say what needs to be said and to whom it needs to be said..."

Raising my brows I also rudely interrupted him "I also don't give a shit about your mannerless lifestyle. And for your information, it's either you move into my room or we sleep separately" with that I left the kitchen and went back to my room to get ready for work.

How did I get myself in this crappy situation. That guy is literally as annoying and rude as the only fuel station with fuel in a city. They always act as they please. But I'm not some stupid damsel in distress, he better learn manners or else he stay clear of me.

I quickly go to the bathroom to take a bath. I strip out if my clothes and keep them on the hanger, I loosen my hair and brush it with my comb. Looking into the mirror I see how wrinkled my hair is, it looks like I just had a fight with twenty ceiling fans and they decided to bless me with their air. It takes time but I finally get my hair into it's normal smooth, tangle free, long and straight look. I put my tooth paste on my brush and brush my teeth.

I get into the tub which is already filled with hot soapy water. I get into the tub and enjoy a nice bath. After thirty minutes I wash and dry my hair. Wrapping myself up in a white towel I exit the bathroom. I walk over to my walk in closet and choose a black pencil skirt and white long button up sleeve top. I comb my hair again and cream it. I put on a black and white wedge. I only put on a nude lipstick and black eyeliner. I look at the time and see I have only forty minutes to spare.

Taking my phone, car keys and white handbag I walk out of my room while texting Liza to see if I could visit her in the evening. I rush down the stairs as much as my wedges could allow me and make my way to the kitchen. I go to the fridge and take out a milk carton and a box of cereal from the cupboard. I take a white bowl and make myself a bowl of cereal. After rushing the quick break fast I take a bottle of milkshake from the fridge and rush out of the kitchen.

I quickly rush to the front door and then I bump into someone... "Oh my God I'm so sorry..." Looking up I see those incredible hazel eyes and I gasp, he's currently in a blue three piece suit and his hair is styled backwards. He looks like a model a responsible model. I notice I'm currently holding his suit for support so I let him go, he just keeps looking at me. His colonge smells like paradise. Manly paradise. I quickly pick my bag which fell on the floor and walk out of the house. I finally let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. God, how am I supposed to live with this guy?...


After a stressful 6 hours at work I decide to leave early since i was incredibly tied and didn't have anymore patients for the day. I avoided Sam throughout the time I spent at work.

I'm currently entering the house and I see Gretta talking to some group of ladies dressed in blue uniforms.

Walking over to her I say with a big smile "I missed you Gretta my cutie pie" Gretta's face lights up and she kisses me on my cheek.

"I missed you more my cupcake" She said with a big grin.

"When you guys are done with baking each other names can I get an I miss you too" Liza says coming out from the kitchen with a chocolate bar in her hands. Gretta smiles but leaves when one of the girls on blue uniform calls her to the kitchen.

Grinning I rush to her and giver her a bone breaking hug. She's currently putting on a pink floral top and black trousers, matched with white sneakers. " What if I told you I don't miss you?"

Frowning she says "That's a lie, or maybe I can believe you since I know you were thinking about me all night and that's why I'm all over your mind" I scrunch my nose in disgust.

"Ewww that's creepy, if it's any consolation I didn't think of you at all" I say to her. Liza just chuckles and takes a huge bite if her chocolate bar. Just then her phone rings, after answering she informs me that her attention is needed at work since she only came here for her lunch break. We kiss each other good bye before she rushes out.

Feeling tired I walk back to my room. Opening my door I walk to my bed and drop my hand bag. I strip of my heels go to the bathroom for a quick shower. After stripping off my clothes and brushing my teeth. I wash my hair again and fairly dry it with a towel since I wanted to use my hair dryer. I wrap myself in my towel and leave the bathroom. I walk over to my closet to get a change of clothes when I notice that it's EMPTY, what the... Crap. Where are my clothes, I go to my drawers and it's empty, no hairdryer, no make up box, no brushes, no hair conditioner. My closet and drawer is empty. How did I not notice this. Panicking I shout "Gretta, Gretta please I need your help"

Gretta comes into my room some minutes later and informs me that all my things had been moved to Damien's room.

Frowning I ask "is he home?" Gretta panics but she nods in confirmation. Okay Damien I'm on my way. I angrily storm out of the room and rush to his room. I don't bother to know as he already invaded my privacy so it's revenge time.

After walking into his room I mentally Pat myself, it's not as dark as I thought but it's dim. The lights are low but I spot him quickly. I see him lying oh his bed, he's sleeping? He's wearing a grey sweatpant and white hoodie. He's looks so cute. But nooo I'm not falling for that. I walk over to him and push him rigorously. He immediately jerks up surprised and pulled my hand till I was on top of him on his bed...

Okay this is awkward...


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