Lechna_Baram

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. 

      "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

Masked Feelings

"Follow me" Damian ordered as we got out of the car. I huffed, already hating the ordering. I mumbled a 'please' under my breath while rolling my eyes. "Your office will be just next to mine. When I call you and demand your presence in my office, I expect you to be in my office within thirty seconds" He started. My eyes went wide as I tried to walk faster to keep up with his pace. 


"Thirty seconds?" I asked, quite appalled. He gave one curt nod which I wouldn't have noticed if I wasn't paying close attention to him. 


"You'll be having an assistant as well" He told me and this brought a big smile on my face.


"Yes. Sometimes you will not have time to go out for lunch or you will need help with the files, an assistant will be a great help then" Damian said with a smirk on his face. My smile quickly disappeared and I rolled my eyes. 


Chapter 43: New Friends