"Sorry, ma'am, our restaurant's new owner told us to cancel your appointment." The doorman said calmly, as you tried to enter your favourite restaurant with your new date. You barely knew each other, so you decided to have a dinner. But somehow, right at dinner time, this was happening. Who the fuck was the owner of this place? And why wasn't he allowing you two in? You took a deep breath and asked the doorman to see the new owner. After a few minutes, a tall, blonde man came from upstairs, wearing a suit. Someone you know, your ex, Damian was the new owner. "Yes, miss?" He asked, pretending not to know you. Still, he had that annoying grin on his face. "Is something wrong?" You understood right at that moment. After learning about your new date, Damian was probably taking revenge.