Ellie’s POV


My head snapped forward as we landed on the runway. My eyes slowly adjusted to the blazing sun, as I unbuckled my seatbelt, gathered my bags and slowly descended the plane. My hand was shaky as I handed the lady my passport.
“Welcome to California” was the only thing she said to me as she slide my passport back to me and pressed that special button to open the oh so tall 5 inch doors. As I walk cautiously to the cab stand I notice a man approaching me.
“Excuse me, but would you happen to be Ellie?” asks a man who looks to be around his early to middle forties.
“Yes…” I reply as he picks up my bags and begins to walk away” Hey! Umm…hello that’s my stuff”
“Ms. Ellie your father ordered for a limo to pick you up” Was his reply as he walks over to a pitch black limousine, pops the trunk, lays my bags in it, then walks over to the side and opens the door. “Umm...Ms do you mind getting in? The house is kind of far away”
Then I realize that I had been frozen in the same spot just watching him and as I take cautious steps towards one of the most beautiful cars I have ever seen and will probably ever ride in, a voice calls from inside.
“Can’t you just throw her in?” And with that I boy, or well a boy who looks to be about 17 to 18 steps out and gives me a glance over. “We don’t have all day” he says once again as he steps back into the limo and is gone from sight. I give the man holding the door a very confused look and he just motions to the inside and ever to graciously I try and get in, but that doesn’t happen, instead a hand appears out of no where and I feel myself being dragged in.
“Thank God, I thought you would never get in” The boy says again, and this time I really look at him. As he bends back over his laptop I notice he has on a very crisp and straight looking suit. His hair, which would look amazing if loose, is combed back and I think that if there was anymore gel in his hair it would never move, a lock moves in front of his eyes as he’s working and he swipes a hand in front of his face to tuck it behind his ear. That’s when I notice a black stud in his right ear. His forest green eyes follow whatever words are on the laptop and his full lips set in a grim line. His eyes slowly moves from the computer screen and lock onto mine, and I forget how to breath.
“what are you staring at you twit?” he questions glaring at me, ‘omg, his accent it totally hot!”
“just seeing how ugly you are” I reply just to watch his eyes flash dangerously. Then the car stops suddenly, and we are both thrown from our seats, the side door whips open and a boy with blond hair says “man you’ve only known her for what twenty minutes?” at first we look at each other rather confused, until I notice that there is a unwanted pressure on my boob, and with a quick glance down I say boldly “ would you mind removing your hand from my boob because I think that’s considered molestation” and as these words slide from my mouth other peoples heads popped into the door and were witnesses to his next comment.
“ you know you want more” he replied as he moved his other hand up your thigh and then placing his hand just at the crotch parts of your jeans.
“Ok here’s two words for you…??” and as these words fell from your mouth your knee rose and hit him in the balls…hard. He turned on his side and began to groan and you picked yourself up from the floor, threw yourself at the door, pushed past the people standing around the door, and began to run.


Damien’s POV
“that little winch just kneed me in the balls” I say to Erik as he pulls me from the limo, then my attention snaps back to Ellie... ‘Fuck where’d she go’ it hink to myself as I begin to panic. “hey erik ,whichwaydidshego?” I say all in one breath
“ why do you care mate?” he questions