Faking it with Damian Black by Louise Jane

Chapter 18

-DAMIA

“Danny, I growled, answering my assistant’s call as soon as I stepped out of

Legally Luke’s. This better be a f ucking life or death situation.”

Danny chuckled, brushing off my chagrin. He knew not to botheron my day

off. “Did I c ockb lock you, boss?”

“I’m getting there. I granted, raking a hand through my hair.

I f ucking wish my night would end with my d ick getting wet and warm. For the

first time, I finally had a girlfriend. Millicent was every man’s dream, but she’s

the one woman I cannot claim.

“Sorry, boss,” Danny murmured; I could still hear the smile in lus voice. He’d

been my assistant for the past four years, and I knew Danny would never call me

if it wasn’t necessary. “But there had been an incident at Belmont.”

Belmont was the hotel we recently finished constructing for Blanchet Land, a

subsidiary company of Blanchet Corporation. owned by Silverio. This week, we

will hand over the building to Silverio’s chosen interior design company. No

wonder Danny called me.

“What happened?” I glanced at each side of the street, moving to the right

where there were fewer people to get sprivacy

“It’s been handled. Our fire alarms alerted the LA fire department, and they said

it was a false alarm.”

“False alarm?” My voiced two octaves lower. “Which fioor did the alarm come

from?”

Danny took a moment before answering my question, papers fi*pping silently.

“At the ground fioor, in the lobby.”

I scratched the stubbles under my chin. It couldn’t be faulty wiring. I knew the

supplier personally. “That’s the only intel we got:”

“I’m working on it, boss” Danny knew how my mind operated, which was why we

lasted this long. Someone was definitely responsible for that alarm. Who and

why was what we needed to find out. This matter cannot be neglected. “I’ll let

you know as soon as I know more.”

“Ask Mon if our security cameras outside the building caught anything”

“They’re already working?”

I nodded. “I got his email yesterday”

“Should I relay this info to the fire chief?”

“Report to me, then we will decide on what to do.”

“Sure, boss. Enjoy your vacation”

I chuckled. “Thanks, Danny”

I went back inside the club, eyes scanning the bar where I had left Millicent. She

didn’t want to return to the VIP and insisted she’d wait forat the bar.

Savannah and Matt had been making her uncomfortable. I forgot to warn her

about Matt’s grumpy attitude, but the hostility coming from Savannah was

uncalled for Maybe it’s the tune of the month, but I’d never seen her act this

way before. Or perhaps I wasn’t paying attention until she was hauling Millicent

with her probing questions.

Even in the low light of the bar, 1 quickly spotted Millicent’s platinum blond

waves. She faced the counter, sitting on the barstool by the bar’s edge. While I

made a beeline to her, I groaned inwardly as I took in the curve of her waist and

the swell of her hips. That f ucking a ss had been hauntingin my dreams

since their reunion night. My b*dy had the sreaction

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the moment I picked her up in their house – pulse quickening, breath coming in

huffs. She’s a vision in that little dress. The hem brushed the middle of her

thigh. The slim strap, deep cut back, and low n*eckline teased my mind with

ways to peel that dress off her b*dy, craving to see what was underneath all

those layers.

I’ve seen it before, and I wanted more.

She squirmed in her seat, seemingly uncomfortable. I was so focused on

drooling over her b*dy that I hadn’t noticed the guy beside her. He leaned

against the bar, one elbow on the counter and the other holding a glass of dark

golden liquid.

The dimmed light made it hard forto read his face, but his b*dy language

tells it all. He’s trying to hit on my girl. He leaned closer to her, invading her

personal bubble.

Millicent’s head recoiled, her eyes filled with displeasure. She said something to

him, and he chuckled, throwing his head back, and murmured something that

made her grimace. I was a few feet away from them. Her eyes locked with mine,

relief washing her features.

“I don’t see anyone. the guy said loud enough for Millicent to hear. He was too

occupied hitting on her and didn’t noticecoming.

“Is there a problem here?” I asked, slinking a possessive arm around Millicent’s

waist. F uck… She was so f ucking soft and warm. My di ck punched against the

zipper of my jeans.

She instantly melted in my arms, shoulders relaxing.

“He’s just leaving.” Millicent murmured, tipping her chin at the guy as though

saying ‘I told you so.”

The guy looked more like a college jo ck up close. He was big, probably a varsity

player, but looked a little too young to be

inside this club.

He glared at me, testing the waters. I narrowed my eyes at him, stepped

forward, and he raised his hand.

“Just making conversation, man.” He gave Millicent a once over and shook his

head. Then turned and disappeared through

the crowd.

“I was gone for two minutes, and someone’s already trying to steal what’s

mine?” I tried to sound casual, but inside, I was gritting. It wasn’t enough that

that guy backed down. I want to shove my fist in his face so he’d know not to try

taking what’s mine again

Millicent’s big brown eyes studied me, biting her l*p as I took the spot the

college jo ck left. Go d. Those eyes, those l*ps. I wanted to possess Millicent,

own her, mark her so no man would even dare look in her direction. And mind

you, tons of those wolfish eyes were pinned on her the moment we stepped

inside this club.

She toyed with the olives on her martini glass. It seemed untouched, and her

counter was empty apart from that drink..

“Everything okay?” She had to lean closer, so I could hear her over the pulsing

music.

I stood closer to her, ordering a glass of whiskey. While I waited, I faced Millicent

and blatantly traipsed my heated gaze over her face, admiring her beauty,

“Yeah, it’s been handled. My assistant just wanted to inform me, that’s all.”

She nodded as the bartender slid over my drink. I’m all in tonight since we took

a cab here.

“Okay,” she murmured, fi*pping the olives with the tiny stick.

“Aren’t you gonna drink that?” I nudged her side, tossing back my drink.

She shook her head. “I’m abstaining from alcohol.”

I won’t force her if she doesn’t want to drink, but I knew she needed to unwind.

She worries too much, and I want to see the Millicent I was with last Saturday

night. “I’m here. I’ll watch over you.”

She threwa sidelong glance. “Like you watched overlast Saturday

night?”

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If only she knew what truly transpired between us in my room, she’d take that

question back.

We didn’t have an audience. I should keep my hands to myself and leave her be.

I promised to take care of her through the validity of this deal and not make a

move on her. But I can’t help it. Everything about her drives my senses wild. Her

scent, the waves of her hair, f uck, even the way she spoke and looked at me. I

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don’t know what it was, but it feels like I’m just getting acquainted with Millicent

Alejandro when I’ve known her since we were in elementary school,

I leaned closer, whispering in her ears. The fiowery scent of her soap made my

mouth water for a taste of her skin. “You weren’t mine back then.”

Her gasp was f ucking loud, her head slowly angled to face me. I deserved that

slow blink, but it was da mn hard not to hit on her. I wasn’t any better than the

men in this club ogling her or that jo ck I shooed away. I was worse. Smirking, I

slid a possessive hand around her waist. “But now I have a claim on you. I get to

punish you if you behave badly, Millicent.”

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