Chapter 7

The next morning, Damian's office was bathed in the soft glow of the rising sun. As he walked in, he couldn’t help but curse under his breath at the sight that greeted him – a seemingly never-ending stack of papers piled high on his desk. It was a sight that would make anyone's heart sink, and he was no exception!

Running a hand through his hair in exasperation, he let out a frustrated sigh. He knew he had a busy day ahead, and the last thing he wanted to deal with was this mountain of paperwork. With a shake of his head, he made a quick decision – he wasn't in the mood to battle these documents just yet.

Damian reached for the stack of papers and, one by one, he began placing them into a filing cabinet. It was a small act of defiance against the tasks that seemed to be conspiring against him. Each paper that disappeared into the cabinet brought a sense of relief.

As he methodically worked through the papers, he couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at the absurdity o