Ava stood to stretch her legs and the moment she spun around, she slammed into a wall or something that looked just like one.

“Am sorry, I didn’t see you there” Ava mumbled. In that brief moment, Ava inhaled a familiar scent. Her brain tried to place where she had perceived it from. Then suddenly she remembered. The sweatshirt. The sweatshirt from when she was kidnapped. She became confused. She thought that scent belonged to Derek.

She looked up in wide eyes and a smug-looking Damian was staring right back at her. His eyes danced with mischief.

“It’s alright. So you came” Damian said in a low voice while staring...