Damien's POV

"You've got to be kidding me Alec. We never take separate missions."

"You do realize I'm not going on an actual mission, right?"

"So why can't I come along?" I realized how whiny I sounded but I couldn't help it.

"Damien, I'm taking a vacation. I need some time to think. And you can't go because I need you to stay and watch over Jessa."

"The same Jessa you're running from?"

"She said she loves me Damien. I can't deal with this right now. Please."

"Fine, book a flight. I'll go get your clothes."

"Thanks man. I owe you one." He said.

I drove to Alec's house. It was quite early and I was hoping Jessa was asleep in bed so o wouldn't have to explain why I was packing Alec's clothes.

I was halfway through packing the suitcase when she popped up. She was dressed in a skimpy white nightie, bags under her bloodshot eyes and her hair as messy as ever.

But even then she looked beautiful.

"W- what are you doing?" She looked so fragile. I dropped the suit onto the bed.

"I'm packing some clothes for Alec. He's going on a business trip."

"You're lying. He's running away from me isn't he? I scared him off." She accused, tears welling up in her jaded eyes.

"I'm sorry Jessa. You know how stubborn Alec is. He just needs some time. I'm sure he'll come around."

She nodded slowly and walked out of the room in a daze, her barefoot against the tiles. I shoved a bunch of clothes into the suitcase and zipped it up.

"Will you be going with him on this 'business trip'?" She asked, standing in her room's doorway.

"No. Actually I'll be staying here with you. I'm your new housemate." I said enthusiastically trying to lighten the mood. I saw a ghost of a smile linger on her pale face.

"T- tell him I'm sorry."

I nodded before heading downstairs.

"Yo, I got your clothes."

"Okay, need me at the airport in an hour." Alec responded before rudely hanging up. He had the manners of a sloth.

It was six in the evening when I got home. Wasting no time, I packed an overnight bag and headed to Alec's house. It was a quiet night and driving helped me gather my thoughts.

Mami hadn't spoken a word to me since the picnic. Every time I go to visit Cece she avoids me like the plague yet each time I glance at the ring I remember why I took it from her in the first place.

I had my men working on the ring. So far all we knew was that it came from Egypt. They're trying to pinpoint the location so I'd have a sold lead. Then I'd go find the bastard who thinks he can hand my Mami and end him.

Millie's POV
"Remind me again... how did I let you talk me into this?" I asked, staring at the woman on the couch who had a grin that would put the grinch's to shame.

"Would you stop whining and pack faster? It's almost eight." She scolded. I rolled my eyes at her.

"You're old, not disabled. It wouldn't kill you to give me a hand, you know."

She responded by increasing the volume on the tv. After packing our suitcases, I headed outside to hail a taxi. In less than thirty minutes, we'd arrived at the gates of Alec's mansion.

I'd been here many times but I still got overwhelmed each time. His house was luxurious in every sense of the word. One of the guards at the gate grabbed our bags from the taxi when we alighted and took them inside.

We were about to walk inside when a honk caught our attention. I could feel my skin tingle.

Damien.

He wore a button up shirt and jeans, his hair combed a nice way and even I had to admit he was good-looking.

Cece seemed delighted to see him. I on the other hand was not. I'd hoped he'd gone along with Alec on the business trip.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I'm here to keep Jessa company since Alec's gone."

"Wow what a coincidence. Us too." Cece responded, reaching out to hug him. I walked away from them and headed inside to sort out the sleeping arrangements.

The rest of the evening went smoothly. I chose rooms farthest away from Damien for Cece and I but the old lady complained about the distance.

So I ended up on the same floor as Damien with only Cece's room between us. Jessa seemed glad to have us around. After saying our good nights we headed to bed.

Thirty minutes of tossing and turning and I still couldn't fall asleep. Damien was one door away from me. The thought excited yet angered me. He had my ring. I needed to get my ring back.

What if you steal it back?

I can't. I don't even know if he brought it with him.

It wouldn't hurt to check his room. He's fast asleep.

He might wake up.

He might not.

But what if I get caught?

But what if you don't?

You're not helping here.

Sneak into his room and look around. If you get caught, say you had a nightmare and couldn't sleep.

After arguing with my subconscious I slipped out of bed. Going barefoot to avoid making noise, I made my way out of my room and tiptoed to Damien's room.

I grabbed the knob and turned it as slowly as I could. Pushing the door, I winced when it creaked.

Oh fuck! Be quieter!

I'm trying!!

Well try harder!

Opening the door until the gap was wide enough I slipped inside his room. The lights were off. Only the moonlight from the window allowed my eyes to at least see shadows. I turned around and slowly closed the door behind me.

He'd pinned me to the door before I could even take a step.

"I've been waiting for you Mami."The huskiness in his tone made my knees tremble.My breath caught.
He pinned my arms above my head before facing me, watching me with hooded green eyes.

God.

He looked so good, so handsome standing there. Staring at me... hungrily. That lingering, intense, and measuring look caused a flutter in my belly.

His pink tongue darted out quickly to lick his bottom lip. "Do you dress like this just to tempt me?"He groaned his hand squeezing my hip gently. It was then that I realized what I was wearing.

A skimpy see through nightie which was right under my butt. I was practically naked. I leaned on to the door for support. My knees suddenly felt weak.

"Let go off me." I demanded trying to get out of his hold.

"Tell my why you snuck into my room in the middle of the night." He demanded.

"I wanted my ring back."

"Mami, it's not here. It's safe just not here."

"Okay then. Now that we've established that, can you let me go?"

"I think you didn't hear me" he began, his voice low, "I've been waiting for you." He whispered in my ear before placing a soft kiss on my lobe.

* Mature Content *

My eyes widened, breaths coming in pants now as my heart thudded against my chest.

His eyes swept from my face down to my legs—lingering there—then back up again until they met mine. "You're so sexy Mami. It makes me want to do things to you."

I sucked in a breath as he kissed my neck.

He angled his head as he watched me. Then he grinned. There was something powerfully irresistible about him when he was in this mood—playful, teasing, and in charge.

As if he wouldn't take no for an answer.

As if he would just take what he wanted, whenever he wanted.

A triumphant smile spread on his full lips before his hands banded around my waist, dragging down to cup my ass as he lifted me up. I had no choice but to wrap my arms around him.

Damien pressed his lips on that sensitive part below my ear, licking and sucking as he grabbed my legs and hooked them around his hips.

"I want you so bad Mami." I swallowed back a moan. The tone of his voice, so low and so deep, made me feel a deep tingling in my stomach.

"There are so many things... I want to do to you."

He grinded his hips against me, pressing his arousal against that part of my body where every sensation seemed to be magnified a hundredfold.

I could feel the warmth emanating from him, smell the masculine scent of him. Hot. My body was on fire.

He touched the tip of his tongue on top of his lip before he leaned closer and murmured in my ear, "I want to ram my dick inside your pussy, my tongue down your throat and feel your body writhing in pleasure as I make you mine over and over again"

I swallowed. Hard. But the lump in my throat went down to my chest and then kept creeping down until it exploded into butterflies in my stomach. I shook my head yes.

He moved across the room. I didn't notice till my back touched the warm sheets of his bed.His hands went down to caress my legs, squeezing them possessively.

"Will you let me pleasure you Mami?" His eyes begged.

And then his lips were on mine. A hot searing kiss that left me breathless. His hands grabbed the nightie and ripped it apart, the fragile fabric falling off my body.

I had no time to feel self-conscious as his hands cupped my breasts, thumbs circling fast. His mouth latched onto my breast, sucking hard, his teeth grazing my nipple.

I felt on fire. There was something building inside of me that I had no name for. In that moment I forgot who I was, who he was, the fact that I was possibly engaged or married.

All I could think about was Damien and the insane hunger he awoke in me. A hunger that demanded to be satisfied. In that moment I was his and he was mine.

I buried my hands in his hair, gripping hard as his tongue continued to torture me with pleasure.

"Everything about you is so intoxicating." he rasped as he pulled back to frame my face in his hands.

My hands gripped the sheets as I watched him continue kissing me, nipping my skin until he reached the edge of my thong.

His eyes flicked up to me, asking for approval.

"Yes," I choked out. "Yes."

His eyes filled with satisfaction before he ripped the thong apart leaving me completely naked in front of him.

He grabbed my hips and jerked me closer to him. Then he was flushed between my legs. I couldn't control my body. I was torn between pulling and pushing his head.

I could feel his tongue and his fingers down there doing to me things I'd never felt before.

"You taste so fucking amazing."he growled

I was panting by the time he pulled away.I was lost, so lost in him. I felt him get of me, the rustle of clothes, the crinkling of plastic.Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was gazing at me, a small smile on his lips.

He was naked. Damien was handsome but naked? He was a Greek god. Damien was beautiful, every single inch. Then I looked down.

I swallowed my heart back down, my eyes bulging out.

"Don't worry. It'll fit." He said, smirking at me.

Damien's hair was messed up from my hands, his lips red and swollen and wet from kissing me. He stared at me with blue eyes filled with tenderness and longing that my breath caught in my throat.

He climbed on top of me, his warm skin sliding against mine. His face had turned serious.

"Are you sure?" He asked softly.

He must have seen the decision in my eyes because he gave greedy kisses and slow licks and bites that started on my lips and down my body. He took his time, worshipping my body until I was feverish with need.

"Please..." I begged him

He grabbed his member, rubbing it up and down against my slit, eliciting mewls from me. I angled my hip to force him inside me but he bit down hard on my lip, a groan escaping his chest.

He was in charge and we both knew it.

And then he was inside me.

I pulled my mouth away from his as I let out a loud moan, my head falling back against the pillow.And then he was moving slowly, painstakingly. I was panting, my breath loud and fast as he moved inside me.

"You're mine. Your body, your heart, your soul...all mine" he growled.

"Yes...yours...yours Damien."

He began to move in and out faster, groaning out his pleasure, mouth parted, eyes half closed, head thrown back in reckless abandon.

All I could do was wrap my legs tighter around him, my fingernails digging into his back as his thrusts became wild. Hot tingles of pleasure dominated my body as he kept moving.

"Oh fuck! You're so tight Mami. Fuck, yes!"

Damien's mouth latched onto my neck, sucking hard as he squeezed my ass, grinding inside me so hard and so deep I came apart with a scream.

"I love you. God, I love you so much." He whispered in my ear as he reached his climax.

"I love you too." I whispered before everything went black.

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Can I get some holy water please?🙊🙈🙈cause damnnn. 
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-Daisy