Chapter 22

Damian was so engrossed in his work that he didn't notice that he left Lilian on the chair. He looked up over his laptop and saw her sleeping, her head propped up on her shoulder. She looked so peaceful and harmless. Her chest slowly and gently bobbed up and down with each breath. She looked so beautiful and quiet that no one would ever believe that she was the one that always wanted to give the billionaire of the city a piece of her mind. He watched her as she slept and a lock of her hair fell over her face. He wanted to push it away himself. He didn't want to wake her. Every now and then, she would take a breath that was deeper than the rest and stir a bit in her sleep. Damian looked at her. It wasn't an expert that needed to tell him that if she kept sleeping like that, she was going to hurt her neck. Damian rolled his eyes. Did he really have to do this. His conscience fought internally with itself. Soon it was settled. He saved up his work and went over to her. He put one