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-So, Olivia, can you tell me how you feel about this man?

-you know that love is a complex feeling and I’d say it depends on each person. It’s a feeling that we don’t all feel the same way. To be able to say you love someone, you have to know how to love that person’s faults before his or her qualities, because these are the first things that define that person as a whole. And to know someone’s flaws, you have to know them first. I may have fallen in love with this person, that’s probable, but to say I love him is a bit too early.

Damon didn’t understand the difference at all. He’d understood very well what she’d said about love, but he didn’t understand how falling in love and loving were different, but he was sure of one thing: he didn’t love her because he didn’t really know her, but being in love with her, he had to know what that meant.

-And when did you know you were in love with him? I mean, how do you know?

-He haunts me so much, you know. Everything I see reminds me of him and it’s impossible to think of anything else but him. I feel like he’s perfect when he’s not.

Damon was confused. If thinking about someone all day long wasn’t loving that person, then what was? He was confused by all these explanations, but he realized that he needed this to know how he really felt about this girl.

-I don’t see the difference, Olivia.

She rose from her chair, freeing herself from his grip. She was nervous about having to explain all this to him, but she told herself that he needed it to understand that maybe one day he had loved someone or even fallen in love.

-You see, to be in love is to believe that the other person is totally perfect and beyond reproach; it’s a bit like the old saying that love makes you blind. But to love someone is to know how to live with that person’s flaws and to accept that they are part of that person, and that’s why my father used to say that you should never marry someone you’re in love with, because it’s a feeling that disappears very quickly, and when it’s gone, you wonder if you’re really ready to live with the same person, and sometimes it’s impossible to bear the fact that they’re going away without looking back, yet if you’d known from the start what to expect, the deletion wouldn’t have come as such a shock.

Damon was beginning to understand the difference. One more thing for the day. So just like that she thought she was in love with him but luckily she didn’t love him at all because he didn’t want to break her heart at all.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

-So the reason you agreed was just because you’re in love with this man?

-I didn’t say I was in love with him, come on, I said I thought I was in love and no, I can’t be in love with him or I’d lose everything,” she said, remembering the bet.

Yet another thing that intrigued Damon. If she fell in love, she’d lose everything. It was strange, but now he could take a breath too, since he wasn’t going to lose his bet because he wasn’t in love.

-To be honest with you, I think it’s desire. I accepted because I desire this man with his perfect body, his perfume that makes me lose my mind and above all the way he touches me, everything is so perfect during our intimate moment and I believe that just for this insatiable desire, I’d be ready to marry him if I had to.

Damon took a few steps back in surprise. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. She didn’t want to part with him and he didn’t want to part with her. An immense joy exploded inside him and he thought he saw no reason to keep the truth from her any longer. Their desire was mutual and it was certain that they would be unhappy if they ever left with different partners.

Realizing all she’d just said to her boss and worse about a man she wasn’t even sure she’d ever see again, she brought her hand to her mouth as she looked at him but he seemed musing that she wanted to get inside his head to see what he was thinking after her confession.

Damon was afraid of realizing that he too was falling in love with her and was doing everything he could to repress the idea, but the obvious was there: he was possessive of her and wanted her all to himself.