*Note from the Author- These characters and events are mine. This belongs to me and isn't open copy or share.
For your additional understanding. The Main character isn't completely human, he's also part Daemon, its something along the lines of a vampire, you'll see some of it come out as his emotions get more intense.. And as I add more chapters you'll see it more prevalent and I'll explain more. He's also a Daemon hunter, which he alludes to in part 2. (Damien Skylar Chapter 2) So now, Enjoy!*
'...'=thoughts.
Chapter 1
*Part 1*
"You're late again Mr. Skylar." Kroger practically shouts at me as soon as I walk through the door.
"I know Sir I..."He overrides me like I haven't spoken,
"I told you just last week if you were late again I would dismiss you, and here you are...Late." He speaks the word like it's the foulest thing to ever exist.
"I know that sir but I got up late from..." he cuts me off again.
"Late night, huh Skylar? I can only imagine the crude things you do in your personal time but it has nothing to do with why you're late."
I feel the blood start to heat my veins as anger starts to override my delicate self-control. "Actually sir I'm late because of you keeping me here until 2 in the morning fixing up the store because you're too cheap to hire a decent contractor." I say heatedly getting in his face. I see fear creep into his expression and he takes a step back.
"If you don't g-g-get out of my store now I'll call the police on you right now, and don't think I won't." he stammers at me, trying to be firm but failing. I take another step towards him, and stop myself when I feel my claws extending.
I see complete and total fear encompass his expression as he takes in a sight of my daemon eyes. I glance down at my sneakers taking a deep breathe to calm myself. "I take it your firing me sir" I say, not as a question but he takes it as one. "Yes, you are no longer employed here Mr. Skylar. Now leave the premises or the police will be notified." He says regaining his arrogance as I make him forget the sight of my slight transformation. I nod and turn leaving the store.
As I walk slowly back home, hands in pockets, I can't help thinking. 'That fucking hypocritical prick, he can take that job and shove it up his ass.'
I continue sulking and not paying attention with where I'm going. Next minute I'm on my ass with a feminine voice shouting profanities. "You asshole, watch where the fuck you're going, you spilled my coffee all over me." I look up and receive a shock.
The girl standing over me is absolutely stunning. Tight white blouse, deep red mini skirt and black stilettos, long chestnut hair and dazzling violet eyes.' Damn this woman is...'
"What the hell are you looking at spaz?" she asks me, slightly mocking but still pissed.
I recover myself and stand up, wiping gravel from my pants. "I'm sorry miss, It's been...a long day." I mumble apologetically. I look at her violet eyes. They soften as they take in my rugged appearance.
"It's alright, I'm sorry I jumped down your throat, I've been having a bad day too." She says lightly patting my shoulder; it feels as though my blood is boiling again, though not from anger, and a feeling a stirring in my jeans.
"S'Okay. I'm just glad the coffee didn't burn
you too much." I say as I look at her white blouse covered in coffee, her nipples poking out slightly and the stirring in my pants becomes stronger.
I shake myself lightly trying to get the feeling away as I look back at her face.
She's smiling lightly, showing dimples. I lose the filter between my brain and mouth and ask, "So why don't I buy you another cup of Joe?" I immediately feel my face get hot, and I shift my eyes from her beautiful eyes to her full mouth.
'Why the fuck did I say that', I chastise myself, God I'm stupid. 'She must think I'm a complete and total womanizing ass.' Her voice breaks through my self-loathing.
"I'm sorry, I can't. But maybe next time." I look up at her face, recognizing the dismissal. She's smiling, and pulling her phone from her pocket. "Do you have your cell phone or something to write with?"" she asks me, looking at her phone. I stare at her and she looks up. "Wh-why." I stammer. She looks at me confused. "So I can give you my number silly, so you can get me that cup of Joe later." I feel my mind go blank and my heart drop, then they both go into overdrive.
I quickly pull out my cell almost dropping it in the process, we exchange numbers, I sound like a virgin schoolboy, but I don't care. "Well hopefully I'll see you soon, maybe tomorrow?" she asks, with a coy smile playing around her lips.
"Um, yea sure. I'll, uh text you the details to let you know." "Well good bye...I'm sorry, I didn't get your name." she extends a hand to me, "I'm Selene Tuteur." I take her hand, and electric jolts travel through my arm. "I'm Damien Skylar." She smiles and I smile stupidly back at her.
. "It was nice to meet you Damien, and I hope we see each other again." She says with a wink. "Oh I'm sure we will Selene." I say her name, savoring the honey like feel it leaves behind. "Well, bye Damien." She says with a wink and walks past me.
I look at her go, admiring the way her hips sway and how her hair swirls to emphasize them. I start to walk back to my apartment, feeling like I just won a million dollars.
'I gotta date with the hottest woman I've ever seen. My day just got a whole lot better.'
*Part 2*
I sit on my bed, staring at my phone. So far in this little staring contest between me and my phone, the phone is winning; trying to get the courage to text a girl to ask her out is harder than facing a horde of daemons.
I reach for the phone and keep my hand hovering above it.
'What the hell man, grow some damn balls and call the girl already.'
I take a deep breath and grab the phone. I flip through the numbers and find her. My heart races with just her name. I open up a text and send for her to meet me at Valarie's, which is the local coffee/pastry shop, at 8 o'clock. I set the phone down and take a breath. I'm not really the "relationship" kind of guy, but I really want to know this woman. She's intriguing, and I won't lie, absolutely sexy.
Then my phone chimes, and I practically fall off the bed lunging for it. I've got a text back from her, saying she'll see me there, and it has a winking emoticon. I feel my pants stir again. Damn, I've never had a women entice me like she does, and I haven't even seen her naked. I smile to myself.
'Yet...''
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