Damon volkov

You sighed, running your hands through his curls cuts and bruises on his body. You were only 15, and he was 9. You have to work at a nursery school because your dad died, mom became an a Alcoholic and then abandoned you, and Darren parents both died, so he's at an adoption center you weren't old enough and didn't have enough money to take Him in but you would if you did he only seemed to like you always want to be around you, he was emotionless he never talked alot either but his body language says it all he loves you.

15 years has gone by your now 30, and Darren has become a rich CEO at only 24, and he still visits you, always bringing gifts you think it a gratitude for taking care of him when he was young but....maybe it's more than that you were in a large shirt your hair in a one sipping sole sweet juice when you heard the door Darren's came in his face expressionless as always his in a long black coat with a black shirt his sleeve rolled up and a black pants showing off his perfect long legs he took off his shoes placing the bags of Dior on the floor and walked over to you.

You had to literally look up at him he said nothing for a moment before he spoke his voice was low, causing warmness throughout your body.

"I have to leave for a 1-month trip, I want you to come eat dinner with me, before I leave"