"Oh no honey, it's okay, I don't want to interrupt Damon." He smiled but it was more of a forced smile. His fists were clenched and I could literally feel the anger radiating off of him.
"So tell me. What's your name?" I gulped and I tried to steady my breathing.
"Amelia, I'm Mr. Blaine's assistant." I kept my head lowered and I could tell he had already sat down in the seat across from my table. My hands could not stop shaking. Cheryl's story kept replaying in my head. He gave away his first born. What kind of father does that. Then made his own wife disappear! Though it hasn't been proven.
"You must know why I flew here from Miami." My eyes shot up. He was sitting back on the chair, relaxed while I was sitting here sweating like a sinner in church. "No I don't.." My voice sounded super nervous. I haven't been this nervous ever since college.
The door shot wide open and Damon walked in. His eyes were fixed on his phone and he didn't even notice his father's presence. "Amelia I need you to find me the files for that project with Alex." He stopped dead in his tracks once he heard his father clear his throat.
"What do you want?" I could tell that Damon held back his tongue. He already sounded angry enough to kill.
"What? I can't see my own son from time to time?" His father smiled but Damon still had an angry look on his face and I was stuck between them. I made myself look small, just hoping for them to forget about me.
"So how come, Stephanie called me yesterday, sobbing, telling me that you broke up with her?" I listened to their conversation quietly, too scared to even move a finger. "Well, she was no use to me anymore." His words were dull and quick.
"Is it because you found another play toy?" Damon's father looked at me. I chocked on my own saliva. Is he blaming me for Stephanie and Damon breaking up? "You've caught feelings havent you?"
Vincent sighed in frustration.
"What was the first thing they taught you? Don't catch feelings. Feelings show vulnerability and it shows that you are weak and your enemies will use that against you. So tell me do you have feelings for dear Amelia?" Damon looked at me once his father finished talking. It was silent. The room felt smaller and the air was stuffy.
"Yes. I like her, but it's none of your business. I would like you to leave. Sorry for making you fly here." Damon said while maintaining eye contact. His father walked towards the door but turned around.
"You might want to be careful about Stephanie. She is quiet unhappy." Vincent left the room and it went back to silence.
"Are you okay?" Was all I said to him. I got up from my chair and walked towards him. He was standing still and had a blank stare. I placed my hand on his shoulder and his eyes shot towards me. I saw the calmness washing over him. He pulled me into a hug and it was tight. Almost hard to breathe.
"I'm so glad I have you.." His face was on the crook of my neck and I couldn't help but to blush. Gosh I missed warm and fuzzy Damon. "I'm glad I gave you too.." We stood there for minutes before I broke up the hug.
"There is a party tonight. A bunch of important are all meeting up." The way he said "important people" sounded like they weren't really the nicest people.
"Make sure all your doors are locked tonight. Be extra safe." He left quickly and closed the door. I was sort of expecting him to invite me to this party. I rolled my eyes and went back to work. Before I knew it, it was 6pm and I was already off. Damon walked out eyes glued to his phone, texting away.
"I'm leaving now. Bye." He rushed out and I muttered curses under my breath.
"Wow okay. No proper goodbye. Fine if he's going to be like that, then I'm being petty too.." I angrily packed up my stuff and followed behind him. He was ahead of me, still fixed on his phone. We reached the first floor and I saw Kyle talking to Betty, the security guard. I walked by Damon bumping his arm slightly, just to get his attention then I ran up to Kyle.
"Kyle, what about we go to a pizza place or something. I'm starving!" I grabbed his arm and started to pull him away. He had a confused look on his face and I peeked behind me to see if Damon was looking. He was. I smiled mentally but felt guilty right afterwards for bringing Kyle into this.
Damon looked furious but I noticed he tried to keep calm. Does he even know that Kyle is gay and that he also has a major crush on Damon? He walked over to us and I saw him shooting dagger into Kyle, but Kyle was obviously checking Damon out.
"Amelia, I forgot to ask you. Would you like to attend with me to the party for tonight, I need a date." I looked at him.
"I kinda want food right now." Damon smiled at me forcefully. "We can get pizza another time." Before I could even protest. He grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Kyle.
"Why do you even talk to him. He's obviously just trying to get into your pants." Damon mumbled angrily. I couldn't hold my laughter.
"Kyle is probably the gayest person I've never met. He's obviously just trying to get into your pants." Damon looked flustered and I could help but to think how cute he looked. I tip toed and pinched his cheeks.
"Gosh you are so cute." I squished his face with my hands. His hands shot up and grabbed my wrist.
"Stop I'm not cute. I'm dangerous, remember?.." He whispered in my ear and it sounded more like a threat. Goosebumps began to form on my arms and his touch caused electricity between us.
"Awe, look at little Damon trying to be tough. How adorable!" I mocked him all he did was roll his eyes. We got into his car and he began to drive towards my apartment. I got ready in less that 45 minutes while Damon was already dressed up in his signature all black suit with his hair slicked back.
I wore a simple off the shoulder black tight dress which was absolutely comfortable and sexy. My makeup was sort of dark. Dark lipstick along with eyeliner. I was happy with my look when I walked down to meet Damon.
The summer weather caused it to be still bright outside while Damon stood leaning against his Aston Martin, looking like a 5 course meal. My heart began to flutter when he looked up, his eyes scanning me up and down. I felt confident since I knew I looked good. I faintly heard him say "fuck.." Under his breath which made me face feel hot.
He opened the door for me and I mumbled a thank you. I already regretted making the decision to come to this "party". I'm scared all of them are just going to be major drug lords, Like Alejandro. Thank god he is dead.
An: sorry for the boring chapter. But next one will have more things going on. Thank you guys so much for reading!! Btw the pic of the dress is what Amelia is wearing for the party. ALSO thank you so much for 6000 reads and 300 votes!!! I actually can't believe it. Much love ❤️❤️
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"You are never going to leave my sight ever again." His voice was hushed as he whispered in my ear. His grip on my waist was tight as his tone was threatening. My face felt hot and I noticed him glancing down at my lips. How can man so cold and ruth...