The Conqueror Who Conquered

Trapping Damian (2)

The girl immediately let her servant go with an eye movement. Quickly the waiter stepped into the kitchen with his own mouth shut so as not to divulge anything he had seen just now.

"Hello. Is this Damian?"

Richi asked in a cheerful tone. But for a few seconds he waited, there was no answer from across.

"No, huh? Is this Hugo?" Ask Richie again.

'Ain't! It's me.' Sent the man quickly.

"Damian, are you?" Richi's voice sounded happy. Makes Damian's heart feel like it's flowering.

'I-iya. I-this.i.'

Richi sits down on the table, then stares at the cctv camera on it.

"Finally you called me too. It's nice to meet someone who has admired me for a long time."

Damian zooms in to see Richi's big smile. He stroked Richi's face on his monitor. But suddenly he focuses on Richi's bloody hand, making the white phone handle covered in a thick red liquid that still flows from Richi's palm.

'Richi..'

"Why my hand?"

'Your hands.. bloody.'

Richi stared at the camera with his smile still on. "I knew. But strange, it doesn't hurt one bit. Why, huh?"

Richi moves the phone from the right ear to the left ear. Now his cheek was stained with blood, making Damian feel tormented by Richi's behavior.

"You know Damian, sometimes torturing yourself makes you feel better." Richi. He was playing with blood still dripping from his hands.

'Quickly treat! I don't want you to get hurt.'

Richi terasenyil. "For what. No one cares about me."

'I care!' Answer the man quickly.

"really?"

'Yes! I care about you. Quickly obey! I don't want you to be in pain. You can get an infection.'

"You lied."

'A-what?'

"You don't really care about me. You're the same as Hugo. You're gonna dump me, too."

'No! That's not true! I'm not the same as that damn guy!' Pekiknya from across.

Richi laughed crisply. "where possible. You just don't show yourself. And I was lonely. But you're.."

'Let's meet.'

"What?"

'Come on, we meet. I want to greet you directly. I want to have lunch with you.'

Richi's smile returned. "I want. I really want to. Are you gonna come here?" Ask Richi.

'No. I. can't get out of my place.'

"Then?"

'Come to my place.'

"Your place?"

'Yeah, I'm at my place. But you have to come alone."

"I was planning to come alone. But, where are you?"

'I-I'm in Timberbox's warehouse in front of the railroad tracks. You know?'

A timberbox? A long abandoned wooden shed. Turns out he was there. Inner Richi.

"Why are you there? Not at your house, huh? Aren't we going to a fancy restaurant?"

"No. I'm going to your place."

'You want to come here?'

"Yes, I don't like crowds. You must know that, right?"

'Yes, yes, I know. That's why we have so much in common.'

"really? All right, I'm there now."

'Not now. Come in an hour. I need to clear up a few things.'

Richi smiled faintly, staring again at the camera above him. "OKAY. I'll be there in an hour."

'Alright. See you later, Richi.' Said the man with a smile. Can't he avoid the heartbeat that shook especially now Richi's face looks so clear.

"Damians."

'Y-yes?'

"What do you want me to wear?"

Damian's eyes widened. He saw Richi's face staring at him. The girl really moved his heart.

'M-is that okay, I asked?'

"certain. I'll do it as a gift because you'll be with me today."

'Ee. actually..'

"Yes? Just say it."

'I-I love to see you in that red dress you wore when you went out with Harry. I-I really like that shirt.'

Want to feel cursing, but Richi chose to hold it first. "really? Our taste is the same. I'll be ready."

'Richi. before that, treat your wound.'

Richi waved at the camera with a smile. "Sure, Damian." The woman then hung up the phone.

While Damian immediately jumped up in excitement.

"Aaaaaahhhahahah, yeaaahh!! Finally, my long wait has led to hassiiil!!" Damian kept on celebrating his victory.

"Youngpam.." Damian kisses the wall, where photos of Richi stick a lot to cover the color of the wall.

"I have to clean this room first, then take a shower and put on some nice clothes. The tuxedo that I bought to meet Richi, it finally took off. Hihihi, Pleasure...." Damian immediately cleaned up the food wrappers and other garbage. He prepared the place for his lunch with the girl who had only been in his imagination.

...~...

Richi sat down while regulating the emotions that had occupied his heart. The man said he would be ready to welcome Richi and ask her to wear a red dress. He will grant the man's request and give another surprise as an early sign of introduction.

Richi rolled up his right palm with a bandage. He did not feel the pain in his hand, only he felt his feelings now could not be described.

Richi is like getting carried away like a psychopath facing a madman like Damian.But, that is what he must do so that the man believes in him.

Richie stood in front of the camera. Whether he is currently being noticed by Damian or not, Richi only shows Damian a smirk.

"Let's we start, dude." Whisper Richi towards the camera, where the big screen in Damian's room now shows Richi's entire face closely. But no one was there, because Damian was busy preparing a small party for his favorite woman.

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"She's really pretty.." Praise Damian. He stands in front of his big monitor screen, noticing Richi applying red lipstick in front of the mirror. The little dress and ribbon in Richi's hair made the girl as charming as ever.

Damian smiled a little. "Is this what my girlfriend will be?" He said while confirming the position of the bow tie that perched on the collar of his white shirt. He's been tidy with a black tuxedo. Today will be a special day for him.

Richie came out of the room. He walked free in a knee-length dress and his white sneakers. Richi had predicted what would happen, that's why he didn't want to complicate himself by wearing high heels.

Richi gets into the car, leaves his house with gas fast because he can't wait to meet Damian, who has dared to disturb his personal life.

Minutes away, Richi is now standing in front of a speeding train, covering the warehouse that became a private space for Damian.

After the train passes, Richi walks through the tracks, towards the large warehouse that is in front of him. The girl could not help her hair blowing in the wind to her face, as the girl's hand was busy, clutching two gas-filled jerks and a lighter.

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