Third Person P.O.V.

Damien woke up due to the noises coming from somewhere. He opened his eyes and hissed, trying to grab something to cover his ears. He found a cushion near him and put towards his ears to block the noise. But the noises seemed to be getting louder and louder.

Sighing, he decided to wake up.

Sitting, he looked at the source of noise. Oakley sat there with no care in the world, making as high noise as she could not bothering with the disturbance she was creating. He checked the time and it was only seven in the morning. Why was this child awake at this hour, he wondered.

He already had a headache. Last night, he couldn't really sleep. He was up all night thinking about the possibilities of Winnie wanting him back in her life.

Her behaviour was very cold and distant. She was never like this. In fact, she was smiler and happiness radiated around her. Perhaps he taught her to be like this. She might not give him a chance ever, the thought frightens him. No, he has to try hard, harder than ever.

"Oakley." He called out for her.

"Good Morning, Damien." Replied back Oakley, giving him her best smile.

"Morning, come here." Oakley went to Damien, jumping over his lap. He placed a kiss on her cheek and grabbed her little body into a cuddle.

"Why are you up so early and where is Winnie?" He questioned.

"Winnie still sleeping and me no sleep." Oakley replied back.

"Damien.."

"Mmm?"

"Is Winnie angry with you?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Don't you worry your little head, Oakley. Winnie won't stay angry with me for long."

"You should make her breakfast so she will be happy." Damien's eyes blinked opened. And he smiled. Not a bad idea.

He got up from the sofa, leaving Oakley alone.

He went towards the kitchen and looked around. Where should he start from? Maybe he should go take a bath first. He looked at the direction of the toilet. Alright, definitely a good idea. He needs a bath first. He can't present Winnie a yummy breakfast when he, himself is stinking.

"Oakley, could you do something for me?" He asked Oakley in a low voice.

"Yes." She muttered back in a low voice.

"Could you keep the noise down? Winnie is sleeping, we don't want to wake her up."

"Ok, Damien." He smiled at Okaley and went to the shower.

When he was done with his morning routine, he took out his cologne. This cologne of his, is her favourite. Not that she ever told him but he just know it. Whenever he wore this cologne, she always had this happy face. Although he wouldn't like to admit back then, but he always noticed all her little acts. The way she used to sniff whenever he wore this cologne was amusing. Hopefully this cologne can attract her into him again.

He went to the kitchen back and looked around for ingredient. Truth be said, he doesn't know how to cook. At all. He was worried deep inside that he would end up with the kitchen on fire.

He switched on his phone and scrolled through the YouTube so he could find some videos on how to make pancakes. As described in the video, he was supposed to use plain flour. What is even a plain flour. Are there other kind of flours? He searched for the flour in every cabinet but he was unsuccessful. How was he going to make pancakes otherwise.

Realising he can't do such simple task of cooking, he was close to give up. Sighing, he decided to take pancakes out of the list. Even if he tries another million times, he knows he won't be successful. He looked around the whole kichen and smiled when he found the eggs. Scrambled eggs doesn't sound so bad. And he can make her a cup of hot chocolate along with it. Perfect. This one should definitely work. Or he will need cooking classes. Cooking classes doesn't sound so bad if they are going to be with Winnie.

He grabbed few eggs and whisked them in a bowl. Adding a bit of salt and cream in it. He smiled in proudness. It has been a while since he made breakfast or food in general.

When he was nearly done with the breakfast, he heard Oakley's voice from outside. "Good Morning, Winnie."

"Morning, Oakley. I am going to go shower, alright? Then I'll cook us breakfast." Damien hid himself in the kitchen. He doesn't want her to know that the breakfast is ready. He will first prepare the table and later surprise her.

He hurriedly prepared the table for three with the help of Oakley. Damien and Okaley took a seat while patiently waiting for Winnie. Soon, she appeared, dressed up in little white dress that hugged her little curves perfectly. Damien gulped in. If Oakley wasn't here, only God knows what would be happening here instead of eating breakfast. As if Winnie would allow anything like that, his conscience mocked.

"Happy Breakfast!" Commented Oakley.

"Good Morning, Winnie." He greeted her.

She could feel his intense glare on her face which made her blush. She cursed herself mentally, even now he can make her blush. She stared back at him, daring him with her eyes to stop the stares. But he wasn't getting the message. She rolled her eyes and sat down. Inhaling the scent vibrating from him, she again rolled her eyes. If he thinks he can attract her into him just by using the stupid cologne that used to be he favourite, then he is totally wrong. She is not the same naive Winnie. She is changed. All for better.

"Damien make breakfast for us today." Oakley told Winnie.

"Thank you, Mr Knight. It wasn't really necessary." Winnie said to him in a professional and a formal tone. She stayed unfazed, giving him no expression. She wanted to him to know that by preparing breakfast, he didn't do something extremely exciting.

"You can call me by my first name." He commented, a bit annoyed about her using his surname continously. In past he might have forced her to use his surname him but he had to maintain a professional relationship back then.

"I don't think so." She replied back in a very low voice that could be only heard by him.

"I love the eggs, Damien. Good job!" Oakley complemented Demien and in return he gave her a smile. He waited for a compliment from Winnie. But she didn't utter a word as she took a first bite into her mouth. He noticed her very carefully, memorising her acts. He knew he was making her uncomfortable by his gaze but now is thr high time, he gets his act all together.

He can't afford to lose such a precious gem that he has been gifted. Not again.

"When are we going to daddy?" Oakley asked no one in particular.

"I have an important work here in Chicago. As soon as I am done we can go back." He told Oakley.

After everyone was finished, Winnie announced that she would do the dishes. Even though Damien wanted to stay and help her out with the dishes, but he had an important meeting to attend. Therefore he didn't insist her to let him help as well. Perhaps next time. No, definitely next time. He thought as he left.

Winnie sighed in relaxation as he left. It would be better if he doesn't show up again. But the suitcase that was placed in the living room stated otherwise. He will be back. He could have taken the hint that he is not wanted here but he acted mute and deaf to her cold actions. Winnie knew how thrilled he was to stay here. He didn't even hide his emotions, something that he was always good at.

Of course, when she was away, he probably came up with different plans to torture her life even more. She couldn't help but feel anxious. The debt.

She still owe him the money. And now even though she is a successful chef, she still doesn't have enough to pay him back. Not to forget how she broke the contract and left without a word.

As she remembers, it was highlighted if she breaks the contract, she would have to pay the double.

The door bell rang, breaking her thoughts. Who could have come up at this time? Maybe Damien forgot something. Ugh, not again. She was not in a mood to face him again. At least not now. She needed a break.

She went to open the door. And there stood Chris, with a wide smile on his face.

"Daddy," Oakley jumped towards Chris as soon as she saw him.

"Hii,"

"Hiii, come on in."

She welcomed him in and they sat on the sofa. She was wondering what Chris was doing here. Wasn't Damien supposed to take Oakley back to New York. Then why did Chris come. Not knowing that Chris only came to pick Oakley up so there wouldn't be a disturbance between Winnie and Damien.

"I didn't have any meeting today and Damien would be done in about a week so I decided to come and pick up my daughter by myself."

It made sense. He was here to pick Oakley up. But what about Damien? If he is taking Oakley then sure Damien would leave too and get a hotel or something. This made her feel better.

"Yes, sure. She was missing you."

"And she misses you back in New York. You should come back." Stated Chris.

"New York is just not for me, Chris." She replied back and stood up before the conversation becomes deeper.

"I'll make you a nice cup of coffee." She said.

"No, no. I'm in a hurry. Could you just bring me her stuff so we can leave?" Oh no, they were leaving now. This means later when Damien comes back, she will have to be there with him alone. That wouldn't really go well.

"Ok." She nodded.