Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (e reader books .txt) 📗

C H A P T E R 12

DAMIEN

She was going to leave.

Why the hell was this swirling in my head for the last few hours. I couldn’t toss out her words, and the damn emotions I was feeling in. This wasn’t me.

I huffed out a deep breath and rested my back against the chair. What the fuck was I thinking this for. I knew she had to leave, she couldn’t be here forever. Neither could I keep her nor she wanted to.

I couldn’t still get the reason for her lying on the forest floor that morning and somewhere or the other the thought of maybe finding her again in there or in the bench cause a tug in my heart. How would she look after herself?

I groaned at the absurd thoughts. Before meeting me she had lived alone. Had survived and thrived like that, but now I didn’t know why the fuck I was getting so tensed about it. Moreover she didn’t find a job, then how the hell would she support herself financially.

I rubbed my forehead feeling the headache building in. I heard my door knocking and I mumbled a come in. I need another cup of coffee for this.

“You look hot as usual, Damien.” My head shot up at the familiar voice and I meet with a familiar pair of blue eyes. The same blue eyes behind the reason of my demolition once. The same eyes I once fell for and found how much lies it could hold.

“What do you want?” I wanted to snap at her and push her out of my office room but I kept my cool. Emotionless and cold.

Damien Black wasn’t known to have lost his temper.

She faked a smile at me, her cherry red lips were no longer looked at all inviting as before, neither do her long legs and tall height with the hourglass figure. Maybe betrayal did that to you.

Or maybe I couldn’t think of anyone else other than a green-eyed cute petite woman living in my house.

Not again, Damien.

“Tsk…tsk… This isn’t the way to welcome your lover, En.” I hate it when she used the nickname.

“Ex-lover should I add.” I stood up from the chair, giving my coat a tug. She rolled her eyes, and gave me a smirk.

“How does it feel to have your favourite investor being snatched away for a while?” Anger rose in me at the incident and more looking at her.

Like brother like sister.

“It feels great to have them back and that too at my percentage of shares.” I gave her a smirk, and moved out from my side. And stood beside her, towering her figure. “Without any bribing.”

I saw her former smirk drop and an irritated expression marred her face. Her fist on her bag's handle tightened. “That’s where you’re wrong, Damien. You will not even know when they will be snatched away from under your nose.”

I strolled around her, shaking my head. “You don’t know this Damien Black, Sydney. I am not the stupid lover of before who wouldn’t have a clue from what’s going on around.” I turned towards her facing. “I know what plans you’re plotting along with that good for nothing brother of yours.”

“Damien!” she yelled and I could see the anger pooling in her but I was not someone to care about that.

“Lower your voice, Ms Lewis. You’re standing in my office.” I never lost my temper and that made her even angrier. I knew it from the beginning she was just here to create a scene.

And that too making me yell at her or shout. But I didn’t have to do that, there was something known as dominance in silence.

“You don’t know Damien. How much delusion you’re in.” I smirked at her shaking my head.

“You’re in delusion when you don’t know the reality.” I took the paperweight from the table, toying with it and raised my eyes looking directly at her. “And believe me, I know what reality is.”

She gritted her teeth, and turned around beginning to walk away from the office. Her heels clicked down on the tiled floor.

Before she could walk out I said, “I also know how to play dirty, Lewis. Next time I wouldn’t let go so easy.” She slammed the door shut and I found my headache getting worse.

Why couldn’t she come some other day?

I saw Ash poking his head in, and saying what I needed to hear the most. “Sir, how many cups should I bring?” My lips almost threatened to smile.

“Two at least, Ash. The tornado just made my headache worse.” I saw his amusing eyes looking at me before he gave a nod and was gone.

Now coffee was the only saviour.

 

••••••

The entire house smelled of delicious food as I took my steps inside. Where the hell it was coming from? Last time I checked Lily wasn’t here and I didn’t keep any cook till now. I walked further in and found a soft humming sound from there.

The fuck is going on?

I took hurried steps towards the kitchen and found the familiar brunette stirring something on the oven. Unknowingly my eyes travelled to her legs and the shorts she was wearing.

Fucking hell.

I groaned internally for my sinful eyes, and the desire pooling in. Fuck, why couldn’t I control my cool in front of her. I was a grown up ass man and didn’t know how to control himself in front of a woman.

I saw her humming a tune, which unknowingly felt so familiar I didn’t know why. She turned towards the other side taking some chopped vegetables and dropped in the pan on the other stove. Her dark chocolate-brown hair was up in a messy bun, and her long soft neck was exposed out, and… I want nothing but run-

Fucking fuckity fuck...

I closed my eyes tightly, and composed myself. Don’t be a horny, creepy man Damien.

“What are you doing?” She jumped on her place, surprised and turned towards me. Her forest-green eyes wide at me. They look like the new born leaves in a foggy morning. Her soft-looking lips rolled inside between her teeth and the spatula in her right hand, which dropped seeing me.

“I… I was just preparing the dinner… Lily isn’t here.” I gave her a nod and saw her looking down at the spatula before bending and grabbing it up.

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