Shattered Violets (girlxgirlxboy)

Shattered Violets~38

“I was in the kitchen cleaning up a little.” I confessed.

“What happened to the maid, Heidi?” He asked.

“You mean, Hilda.” I corrected him. “I sent her home. She was dead on her feet and she’d done a lot of extra work to help me today.”

“Well, I don’t see any harm in you doing things around here if it makes you happy.” Damon said.

I sat in silence for a moment, taken aback by his comment.

“So you don’t mind me taking on household responsibilities round here?” I asked.

“Hell now sweetheart. If you want to busy yourself with wholesome womanly things; by all means go for it. I’ll stand by you.”

I couldn’t help but stare at him Blankley. Womanly. Wholesome. You’ve got to be kidding me, as of two days ago I was stripper. Dumbass!  “Oh, okay.” I answered.

Damon led me over to a couch sitting on the far wall. After I took a seat, he sat down next to me.

“So, what do you want?” I asked him.

“Well, you said at dinner that we needed to get to know each other. I happen to agree with you. What I want to know is what you’re really looking in your quest to run the house?” He asked point blank.

If you only knew. “Just what I said at dinner. I need something to keep me busy and why not learn all the ins and outs of running a household. Especially, when the house we speak of is mine.”  

“About that, how do you know the house is yours?”

The truth was, I really didn’t. I only had what Hilda said, so unless there are documents, it wouldn’t hold up in court. Plus, there was the fact that once I mentioned it, my father started to choke on his wine. “Just something I’ve been told.”

“So you don’t know by fact.” Damon continued to question.

“No, not buy fact, but as my husband, can’t you look into it for me. I mean if it’s mine, wouldn’t it be best to now know.”

“True, it would be best. It’s not like I don’t make enough to support us and ten homes like this, but still if the money is yours it should be known.”

Smiling, I knew I had him. The more I had Damon push to find out if the house and money were truly mine, the more he’d get under my father’s skin; only driving a wedge between them in the end. We continued to talk about my plans for the house. I explained how I wanted to take over the shopping and meal planning.

“Well I don’t know about you going out of the compound just yet.”

I hated that he still wanted to keep me a prisoner, but he’s not stupid. I’d have to admit that if I had to chance, I’d run far away from here, taking Angel with me.

“What about online shopping? I’m sure I can find everything we need. I mean Liz could even help me in the meantime. What do you think?”

Damon thought for few moments before answering. “I’m sure it can be arranged, I’ll call Liz in the morning to see if she is able to free up her schedule.”

Afraid a few more questions, I turn the conversation to something else. “So how did your meeting go today?”

Damon smiled as he answered. “Very well, thank you for asking. I’m sure you’re aware with our recent nuptials, I have handed over a large contract to you father. We spend the day hashing out the final details with our lawyers. It seems that everything is set in place as long as all factors are met.”

“W...what do you mean all factors.” I had to admit that I was afraid to ask.

He smiled and me and brought his hand to my face; caressing my cheek. “Nothing for you to worry about my love.”

 Nothing to worry about. What the hell. Of course it was something to worry about. Every move the make can ruin any chance I have of getting out of her. “If you say so.” I replied.

“Well my beautiful darling, I have some paper work to get to before I turn in for the night.” He told me.

Getting the point that it was time for me to leave, I stood up. Damon followed right behind me. I had to admit I didn’t know what to do. “Well, I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight.” I told him as turned to walk away.

I didn’t get far before I felt Damon’s hand clasp around my wrist, pulling me and spinning me into him. Feeling his chest collide with mine, I gasped for breath. “Vivian, I don’t know how long I can wait for you, but I’ll try to hold out until you’re ready. I love you too much to mess this up.” He told me, before his lips came down on mine.

I don’t know why, but I let him kiss me. I figured it would only help me in the long run. I needed Damon to believe I was giving him a chance to win me over. When he finally released me, I pulled away quickly. I could feel the heat in my face and it caused me to blush even harder. “Goodnight Damon.” I said, as I backed away from him, until I knew I free run up the stairs and hide behind my own bedroom doors.