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Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss
The Warlord's Lovely Prize
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Requiem of A Broken Heart
The ray of sunlight shone on his face, and he squeezed his face, before opening his eyes, then he rolled himself on the bed, before getting up.
He was just waking up from sleep, but it didn’t look like he just woke up, because his handsomeness was something anyone will write home about.
His name is Damian Walter, he is just twenty-six years old and yet he was already a billionaire of his own. He has a sugar company and it’s growing abundantly.
Damien got up from the bed and he could feel his head pounding and he didn’t need anyone to tell him it was as a result of how he drank and partied last night.
He went straight to bathroom to wash his face and when he looked at himself in the mirror, he smiled. He knew he was extremely handsome.
"Good Morning bad boy" He said to himself taking off his shirt and his tattoos came to view. He has a compass tattoo on the left side of his stomach, and an engle wings tattoo on his chest. His six abs didn’t hesitate to make a show off and his chest was something you’d sleep on for a perfect good night sleep.
Talking about his hair, he always weaves his hair, which always brings out the baddie in him.
Everything about Damien was perfect, he has the money, the looks and everything any girl would want in a man, but the big problem about Vincent is that he is not serious.
Apart from his company, he takes everything as a joke, most especially his love life. He doesn’t even have one to begin with, cuz he is not interested in dating, and only focus on having a one night stand with ladies who threw themselves at him.
Damien came downstairs after he was done having his bath. He was wearing a loose joggers and a big black shirt. His diamond earrings were on his ears doing its work.
He came downstairs and met his Aunt and cousin sitting on the dining table eating.
He sighed and stuck his hands inside the pocket of his loose joggers.
"Since when did this place become your house?" He asked.
"Is that how you say good morning to your Aunt?" Mabel asked in return. She might be his aunt, but Damien sees her as his mom. Mabel was the one who raised Damien, cuz his mom died after he was born, and his dad… he has no knowledge about him or what he looks like.
"Don’t mind him mom, he has grown tall" Ava said sticking out her tongue for Damien. Even she is his cousin, Damien doesn’t joke with her, he considers her as his sister and always gives her what she wants.
"Good morning Auntie" He finally greeted with a smile, and ruffled Ava’s hair.
"Really Damien?"
"C’mon Auntie, don’t start the morning with a bad energy" He kissed her cheek before sitting beside her.
"My head hurts"
"Why won’t it hurt, when you were busy partying all night. Do your employees know that their boss is a drunkard?" Mabel asked giving him a hangover drink.
Damien gulped it down before talking. "What’s life without having fun? Life is too short, so enjoy it why you still have a chance"
"By f**king around?" Ava chipped in.
"Bingo! I’m not a bad boy for nothing" He said making a swaggering look and Mabel hits his head.
"Auntie!"
Ava chuckled.
"Did I forget something when bringing you up? Cuz I don’t understand why you refuse to settle down and get married"