Chapter 9 A HINT OF HUMILIATION

THIRD PERSON POV.

" Isn't that a lot of cars," Jessica had asked, seeing the number of escorts that were to follow them.

If her calculation was correct, it would be thirteen cars and they would be in the middle between six cars.

The men who followed them were heavily armed, even the driver that drove all carried guns with them.

Seeing those brought back memories she had been suppressing, making her remember why she hated his type.

Why his type in the first place never got her attention, they were all the same, and they would.

She had fallen for him before and she had vowed that she would never fall for him again.

She would need to remove him from her head and to do that, she would need him to get tired of her.

The sound of the door closing had brought her out of her thoughts, she turned to find Damon all seated.

The car soon started, driving it way to the venue. She knew how late they had left them and couldn't understand why these people love night parties so much.

However she did enjoy driving at night, it was just a different feeling, the cool breeze piercing your skin while you drive.

She wasn't even allowed to open the windows just for safety reasons and only had to enjoy the night sky.

After what seemed like hours, they arrived at the place. A lot of cars had flooded the hotel, they were already waiting, waiting for Damon to come.

His driver had parked at the entrance of the hotel, the media was already waiting, all standing and rushing to Damon's car.

Damon handed Jessica a pair of dark shade glasses and a mask. "What is this for?" Jessica had asked.

" You asked too many questions," Damon responded. " Anyway, I feel it would be a lot of fun if they don't see you right away," he replied, getting out of the car.

He stretches out his out, helping her down as she gets it. The media went mad at the sight of this, Damon Benvolio had helped a girl down, now that was wild.

He had never helped a girl come down or stay in the same car with the girl he was dating.

They would come in different cars and he would walk ahead of her, but this time, it was different which caused them to be curious, who the hell was this girl, which rich family was she from and what was their connection.

They wanted to know, they crave for information, but their hope was chartered when she had sunglasses and a mask on.

" Well she had great fashion sense," one had whispered, seeing how gorgeous her dress was. " I must find the dress piece tomorrow," another said, taking pictures.

They had followed them in, forgetting the rest of the guests that were yet to come. James and his team had created space between the media and Damon.

Giving them space to let Damon tour her around. " Meet my father," Damon had introduced, as she greeted him.

His father shoots her with a deadly look, before turning to Damon, accepting Damon's greeting.

" I heard you two had come together in one car," he said to Damon, as he nodded his head in acceptance.

" She looks decent, is she the one who will give me a grandchild," He had asked, shocking Jessica.

" Hopefully, Yes father," Damon had replied, not giving Jessica a time to talk.

" I really hope that next time we meet, you will have a very heavy bump," he father said, leaving them to talk to the others.

" Your father,'' she said. " He is scary, don't be deceived by his words, but once he likes you, he likes you," Damon said.

" Well, I think you should correct the statement of me having your future child, cause it would never happen," Jessica warned.

" It will, just you wait, I will make it happen," he tells her.

Jessica smiled at his statement, she was confident that she would win and therefore, didn't need to debate about it.

She quietly followed him, joining him to greet his guests too. However she pauses when Jane's parents come to greet them.

She couldn't believe that as powerful as Jane's father was, he was under the control of Damon.

She tried controlling her hand, trying to keep them calm as she shook the couple's hand.

" You should be just about my daughter's age, I'm sure you too would make good friends," Mr. Mark ( Jane's father) had said, after shaking her hand.

" I don't mean to sound rude, but why cover her," his wife had asked.

"There is a miracle between our dating story, don't worry, after today's speech, you would see her beautiful face," Damon had replied, placing emphasis on the word Miracle.

" Well till then, I think you should meet my daughter," Mr. Mark said, scanning the room and signaling for Jane, who immediately responded, walking towards them.

" You know I have put her in charge of our deals, she is old enough to join the business," Mr. Mark went on, while waiting for Jane.

" Jane dear, this is Damon and meet his current girlfriend," his father introduced.

" She doesn't have a name, how long will she last," she remarked, causing Damon to glare at her.

" I won't tolerate any form of disrespect, Jane," Damon warned, his tone becoming deep.

" And I would let you know that next month, I would be introducing her as my fiance," he went on, not hiding his anger.

" I'm so sorry,' Mrs. Mark apologized immediately. " Don't mind her, she is really new to the business, with time she will learn respect," Mr. Mark added.

" Now come on, apologize," Mrs. Mark had an urge. But Jane didn't understand why she made such a remark to his hearing when he brought another girl and he wasn't concerned, so why would be been concerned about her.

" You seem to have a disrespectful daughter," Damon said. " And if I allow her to continue like this, I would be giving room for others to mock her," He went on.

At this point, Mr. Mark knew he couldn't beg for his daughter, he knew she would be punished. He was willing to let her be punished to save his connection with the Benvolio, mostly Damon as he was the second powerful after his father.

" I think it would be fine if you correct her then, to show her her place," Mr. Mark had said, shocking Jane.

Damon smiled at his words, of course he knew Mr. Mark would never want to offend him. This wasn't his plan but then he would take advantage of the situation. He smiled as the perfect punishment came to mind, his eyes glittering with happiness.

" Your daughter has one minute to kneel down in front of my Lady here and apologize," he demanded, causing Jessica to look at him.

She tried making him back down but he wouldn't, his eyes fix on Jane.

" You are not serious right?"Jane had asked. " Dare me," Damon responded.

Jane looked around, seeing the population gathered around her and the media. Her face frowned up as she looked to her father for help.

The man couldn't hear of it, she had made the mistake and he wouldn't want to pay dearly for it, just because his wife failed to raise their daughter well, he looked away, not wanting to see her.

Now there was doom, if she kneels down, the scandal would never end however if she doesn't, the Benvolio are capable of making her father bankrupt and she didn't want to see herself go bankrupt.

It was a fight between staying rich or receiving public humiliation.