“Why are you running?”

["Wanna chase me, Dammy?

"Catch me if you can, Dammy."

"I miss you Dammy. "]

Damien woke up breathing heavily., drenched in sweat. Another nightmare. He sighed and let out a shaky breath , running a hand through his hair.

He got up, and rested his head against the headrest of bed.

His bedroom faced a huge glass window, and one could see beautiful panoramic view of NYC.

He gluped water straight from the water bottle, staring at the beautiful city. His mind wondered about the same nightmare he has been seeing for the last 3 years.

He sighed and dragged his body towards washroom to have a shower.

He turned on his shower and stood stiffly as the cold water hit his body; closed his eyes and tried not to think about a certain pair of light green eyes. But it kept flashing before him making him groan in helplessness.

He rested his forehead against the cold tiles of his bathroom wall as a lone tear of helplessness rolled down his cheeks.

He got out of shower and got dressed in his walking closet.

Buttoning his shirt, his eyes fell on his reflection.

A broken man beyond repair–is what he saw.

He has has everything-name, frame , money; you name it he has it.

Except the love. Except family.

He could feel a heaviness in his heart.

He need to make things right. He looked at himself in the mirror with determination.

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"Are they ready?" Damien asked in a very calm yet stern voice to the caller

"WHY IT IS FUCKING NOT DONE YET!? Do what it takes, but I want her here with me, at any cost!" He barked on his phone and cut the call.

He let out a shaky breath and drank some water, he waked out of his penthouse; shutting the door of his car with a loud bang he speeded toward his office.

He parked his car in front of his office garage and entered in office with strong ,confidence steps.

Everyone straighten up and concentrated on there work.

He entered in his cabin and closed the door with a bang.

Devil was out again.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Are they ready? " His voice calm but held a hidden warning.

"Do it fast. God dammit! I want list of every candidates in my table by tomorrow. Or else, you won't like the consequences! " He said and cut the call and let out a sigh.

He looked at his watch and got up from his chair and strode towards his best-friend's cabin, who is also partner of his fashion house- LD Fashions.

Opening the door , he saw his bestfriend busy –making out with his PA.

He cleared his throat loudly .

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

Not finding any other way, he slow held a glass full of water and threw it on his face.

He shrieked like a girl and fell on his butt with the girl on top of him.

"Your welcome!" Damien said in smug tone and sat in one of the chair like a king, smirked at his bestfriend's condition.

"Stop smirking, you smirky bastard!" Ashton, his best-friends said while trying to get up but failed because of the girl's sitting on him, and fell down again.

Damien just shook his head at his best friends antics while Ashton glared at his bestfriend

"Are going to sit on my lap all day? Move and help me get up, Ally." Ashton said and pushed Ally.

Damien sighned at his bestfriend's behaviour. He totally knew Ally was in love with Ashton, but Ashton being Ashton –never bothered about that poor girls feelings.

He got up from his seat and helped Ally to stand , not bothering about his bestfriend, who was still seated on the floor with the look of disbelief plaster all over his face at Damien's behaviour.

"I will disown you! " Ashton pouted looking at his Damien.

"Does it look like I care!? And stop making faces, you look like a constipated patient."

Sensing that, he won't be getting any help from Damien, he look at Ally with a pleading look.

Ally looked at Damien and than toward Ashton, sighing she gave him a hand to strand up.

Ashton muttered something under his breath while glaring at Damien.

"Asshole!"

"Buttface!"

"Shut up both of you! " Ally glared at both Damien and Ashton.

"You both are worst than toddlers!" Ally said and went near the table and started sorting all the items.

Damien looked at Ashton and asked in a seriously,"Preparation is ready? Do you think we will find an appropriate one for this post? "

"Relax dude! I have talked with the head of 3 best branches. We will get the best one.After all he or she will be your PA. They have to prove themselves worth for this post. And I will personally look into this matter. Don't worry." Ashton patted his back.

"And I all ready feel bad for that poor soul, who is going to work under you. God know how they will calm the devil."

Damien just rolled his eyes and walked away.

"Why are you running?" Hearing Ashton's teasing voice , he stopped near the door.

"Just shut up, idiot!"

You can't runaway from truth. Accept it that you are a–Cranky asshole."

Clenching his fist ,he turned toward Ashton and glared; who in return smiled showing his thirty-two teeth.

"Al and I are going to pub, and you have to come with us. No excuses!"

"But I–"

"You have to come Damien. I won't be able to handle your best-friend alone." Ally ,who was standing near him, pleaded.

Damien sighed and nodded. Patting Ally's head like a protective elder brother, and than turned towards his best friend, glared and walked away.

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Pub and bars were never Damien's place. He was the kind of a person who would rather be alone in his room with his bottle of whiskey than here in a confined space filled with sweaty body-grinding and dancing.

Colourful lights kept changing with the rhythm of the song that was being played. Damein rubbed his hand on his face, he could feel a massive head ache coming.

He looked around to find Ashton and Ally, his eyes fell on to body dancing near the bar. The guys was dancing weirdly. He realised that it was non-other than Ashton. He shook his head lightly and tried to to push pass the sweaty bodies-dancing like there is no tomorrow.

Near the duo , he first saw Ashton who was totally drunk and was dancing like duck while Ally was trying to control him and make him seat in of the the bar stools.

"Dammy, my boy. Come dance with me. " Ashton scream at Damien in enthusiasm.

Damien stilled ,hearing the name his best friend have called him. His body stiffened.

He need to get drunk after this he thought.

He gave a lip tight smile to Ally and sat down in one of the bar stools.

He ordered vodka shots and gulped one after the other in a go.

His mind slowly pictured a pair of green eyes.

Eyes he fall in love with.

He gulped down the bitter drink. His mind kept picturing different scenarios.

Him chasing her.

And his is still chasing her ,he thought as lump formed in his throat.

His breath heavy, he could feel darkness surrounding him. He closed his eyes and rested his head against the cold tiles table.

["Chase me Dammy.

Come here Dammy.

I miss you Dammy. "]

"Lilly. " He said as a lone tear roll down his eyes before darkness surrounded him.