Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien) novel Chapter 199

Chapter 199 Charming

“Yo. You got your glasses on?” Ray teased Damien

Clarissa turned to Damien, and saw that he was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. It reduced some of his dominant aura and intimidating look. He looked like a well-dressed gentleman,

“Yeah,”

“You can always steal the ladies’ hearts away with that!” Ray left after that comment.

Clarissa put on her bag and asked Damien, “Why are you wearing glasses?”

“Do I look good?” A charming and provocative light glinted in Damien’s eyes as he looked

at Clarissa through the thin lenses of his glass.

“Yeah. You’re very...”

“Very what?” he said, demanding an answer from Clarissa.

“C-Charming.”

“Did I charm you?” he asked again.

Clarissa nodded, bashful. “Y-Yeah. You did.”

“He always wanted me to be like this,” Damien suddenly said.

“He?” Clarissa was puzzled. Then, she realized something. “Dad?”

“Who else?” Damien walked over from his desk. He took Clarissa’s hand and said, “Let’s go.”

Clarissa answered with a soft hum and followed behind him.

After they got into the car, Clarissa asked him, “Does he want you to be a scholar?”

“Yes,” he said as he drove.

Clarissa could sense the changes in Damien’s mood. He appeared rather unhappy, and seemed down as he recalled his past.

“What kind of scholar?”

“Like Grandpa,” Damien sneered. “What’s the use as a scholar? I was the one who…”

It was Damien’s first time stopping midway. He rarely left his sentence unfinished.

“Scholar?” Clarissa nodded thoughtfully. “That explains why you love reading so much rather than socializing. I wonder how many girls you can charm if you‘re a college professor,” –

Clarissa fell into an endless imagination.

“Did I charm you already?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Well, who knows?” Clarissa smiled playfully. “But if you have a problem with him, why do you put on your glasses to meet him?”

“To prevent conflict and keep him from going crazy,” Damien said, turning his head. He frowned slightly. “What’s with all the questions? Why aren’t you worried about yourself?”

“What do I have to worry about?” Clarissa shot him a playful look.