URIEL’s POV.
“Thank you very much, I will see you soon” after dropping the call, a knock came on my door and I ushered the person in. It was Damon and he looked all dressed up. It was already the weekend, was he going somewhere? Maybe he was going to meet his beloved? We haven't talked about it since the last time again. Truthfully, I didn’t care but it made me feel uncomfortable. If he had a woman, why was he adamant about the fact that he wanted me to get married to him? I still couldn’t wrap my head around it but well, it wasn’t any of my business and I actually didn’t care.
“Are you busy?” He asked as he leaned against the wall, looking like a painting. His white shirt was neatly tucked into his pants and his hair was slicked back to perfection. He was handsome and this man knew it.
