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Chapter 41: What Could Go Wrong?

I was literally going insane.

I had been trapped inside Damien's apartment for the past 2 weeks. He wouldn't let me leave the house.

Tonight, he was going on a small mission with the guys. It wasn't anything too dangerous. They were just picking up some new shipment.

"Can I PLEASEEE go outside? The neighbor's dog has seen more light than I have in the past 2 weeks." I pestered Damien who was getting ready.

"Belle. You're still recovering." He walked out of his closet.

"What do you mean I'm still recovering? I'm perfectly fine. See." I did 5 jumping jacks in front of him. "I'm as healthy as can ever be."

He came over to me and softly kissed my lips. "When I get back, we can watch Grey's Anatomy."

I groaned and sat down at the edge of the bed and watched him comb his hair. "You're killing me, Amante."

Damien came over to me and put his hands on either side of the bed next to me. He leaned down, our faces centimeters apart. "I'm only keeping you safe, Gardner."

He then used his chin to push my forehead so I fell flat onto the bed. He climbed over me, hovering over me. My chest rose up and down, and I'm sure he could hear my heavy breathing.

"You're so beautiful, Belle." Damien leaned down and kissed my jaw and I closed my eyes. He slowly trailed kisses down, and I could feel my heart beating rapidly. He looked up at me. "Are you ok?"

I opened my eyes and nodded. It took a few times, but I didn't flinch when Damien kissed my neck or shoulders anymore.

He continued kissing me until he reached my collar bone. He brought his head back up so he was looking at my face. I opened my eyes and looked at him.

Damien slowly leaned down, licked his lips, and placed them on mine. I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him closer if that was even possible. We both opened our mouths slightly, letting each other's tongues slip in.

We finally pulled away, both panting for air. Damien backed away and stood on the ground. He put his hand out for me and I grabbed it, sitting upright on the bed.

"I'll be back in no time, darling." He cupped my face.

I pouted. "Fine."

He smiled and let go of my face, walking out of the room.

I fell back onto the bed in a starfish position.         

After a few minutes of floundering around in the bed, I decided to go check on what Violet was doing. I knocked on her door.

"Come in." She yelled and I walked in.

I saw Violet standing in front of her mirror, putting on some earrings. She was dressed in black jeans shorts and checkered black and white crop top.

"Are you going out?" I asked, sitting on her bed.

"Yeah. Meeting up with a couple of people from the gang."

I wish I could go out. It's been so long. I love Damien, but he's been behind me 24/7. I need some time for myself.

"Can I come?" The minute the words came out of my mouth, I slapped my hand over my mouth.

Violet turned to look at me, her eyes were wide. "Uh. Didn't Damien say you-uh..."

"I know. I know, but I'm so bored." I sighed.

"Uh. I don't know Naya. What if he-"

I cut her off. "Come on. He's out on a mission. I can come back in an hour. He won't even have to know." I pouted and did my best puppy dog eyes.