Chapter 21 Meeting the old Master Blacks

(Meeting the old Master Blacks)

Damien's POV

She blushed over my words and I smirked, acting stubborn yet innocent. I held her hand and pulled her to the dinning room, grandpa must be waiting

"Where to?" Abby asked me with a creased brow

"To see my grandpa of course."

I replied, I could spell the fear radiating from her and it made me uncomfortable

"He's a generous man, he won't kill you. Besides you are not worth killing to him but to me, you are." I teased her as she angrily hit my arm.

"How about I kill you first." She retorted.

I smirked, she was staring at every nook and cranny of the mansion since we got here. For some reason it made me proud though.

We arrived at the dinning hall and everything was perfected to grandpa's taste.

That old man, still the designer he always was. I pulled out a chair for Abby.

"Wow." She mouthed

"I can tell you haven't been to such a place before, you can close your mouth to avoid flies." I continued teasing and she pouted angrily

*cute* I thought, indeed she's cute.

"Do respect yourself Mr. Blacks." She snitched

"You should be the one to respect yourself."

I enjoy teasing this young stubborn lady, she really thinks she's the one on top huh?

Dad entered and I stood up to greet him.

"Good day Dad." I greeted with a hug

"I like this new Damien you know," Dad stated and I scoffed

"Meet Abigail Jones, My fiancee, Abby meet Michael Blacks, My father and Former CEO of Reiz Blacks Entertainment." I introduced and Abby gasped in surprise

"Good day Mr. Blacks, I've heard alot about you." She shook his hands and continued chatting neglecting me.

I hate being neglected, I really do.

I cleared my throat and sat in between them

"Let's have some dessert first." I said as I pushed the brownies and chocolates to Abby.

"Well... I don't really like chocolate flavors... I prefer strawberries and vanilla." She noted as I frowned

Is she trying to expose our fake relationship? What the fuck? I need to pretend now, Dad can't find out

"Oh honey... I forgot how much you hate chocolates, well lemme feed you dessert." I said and passed her a warning glare to play along.

"O..oh yeah..?" She asked with a forced smile

"Yes, why can't I feed my Fiancee." I said as I scooped a spoonful of strawberry cream to her lips.

She gently licked the cream from the spoon. I continued the procedure until the feeling of claiming those soft lips overwhelmed my mind.

I watched her gently lick off the cream from the spoon and it's tempting me.

Watching her red tongue claiming every single cream on the spoon and those satisfied expression.

"I think I should check up on dad." Dad said as he climbed up the stairs.

"What the f...." Abby started

I decided to shut her up by claiming her soft lips with mine.

God, it felt so good to kiss her, so sweet and I love doing this.

She tried pushing me off but instead of letting her go, I bit her lower lip, nibbling it open as a low moan of satisfaction escaped her lips.

She returned the kiss as it became a passionate hot kiss, I just can't tell what's going on with me, all I wanted right now is her on me, straddling me.

"Eh..hm.." Someone cleared his throat as Abby hurriedly pulled away.

I lifted my head to dad and Grandpa.

Grandpa was smirking like a fatuated balloon, while dad Starred wide eyed like a blind owl.

"Ah.. Grandpa.. Dad.." I called nervously, a little embarrassed, they haven't caught me making out with a girl before, not even Daisy or any woman.

"I can see I kept you too long that your hormones were already alive again." Grandpa chuckled

I stole Abby a glance and she was blushing hard making me smirk.

"Grandpa, She's Abigail Jones. Abby, he's my Grandpa." I introduced as grandpa's eyes fell on Abby, observing her closely.

"Abigail Jones it is.." Grandpa smiled

"You've gotten a good shot son, I never knew you were capable of this women's stuff." Grandpa pointed out and I frowned

Dad chuckled as Aunt Marabel and Rose walked in

"Family dinner without us?" Aunt Rose asked

"Wrong Rose, there's one stranger in our midst, so it's not termed a family dinner." Aunt Marabel lashed out glaring at Abby

"She will soon be Marabel." Grandpa's tone signaled warning.

"What about Daisy father?" Marabel asked with a husky tone "she should be the one with Damien, not this gold digger." She snapped

I clenched my fist as grandpa banged the table angrily

"Leave Marabel. Now!" Grandpa yelled angrily as Aunt Marabel scurried away, not without throwing Abby a glare.

Grandpa then turned towards Abby with a warm smile,

I could tell he's got a liking to Abby, unlike the other girls.

"So.. Abby it is right?" He asked her and she nervously nodded her head

"What do you do for a living?" He asked

"Well... I'm a research analyst and I'm working at Golden.T. he's my boss." She said referring to me

I frowned, she intentionally broke the rule of not telling my grandpa about working at Golden.T. Now I'll get scolded by the old dude.

"I see.." He said as he glanced at me with a smile, nodding his head. Strange..

"You know, I think you are a perfect match for him, I know a lot about you... So.. I just wanted to see for myself." Grandpa said startling I and Abby

"You do?" Abby asked wide eyed as he winked at her while Dad chuckled

"Yes, you know... Damien once had a childhood sweetheart, she looked like you a bit and I think he's got a thing for brunettes." Grandpa blabbed

"Grandpa!" I yelled angrily

*What the fuck? Is he this much of a blabbermouth?*

"What? She's gonna be your wife soon, don't you think she should know about Mariana?" Grandpa asked and I sighed.

I stood up with a little bow

"Let's go Abby, goodbye grandpa, I'm looking forward to seeing you and dad at my wedding." I informed and pulled Abby with me as we headed for the door.