"PROFESSIONALISM"

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DAMON

WHAT. THE. HELL.

Right at the crack of dawn, my eyes has to witness the painting on my face along with the painful bands tugging the roots of my hair.

Storming into her room, Olivia was about to get out of bed but began chuckling once she sees me. I had washed the make-up off my face but my hair in mini pigtails were left...

So, taking a lunge I blanket over Olivia's body; her warm and plump body.

"You ape!" She struggles to push my huge, muscular frame so I lower down placing my head on her chest and point to my hair.

"It's part of the rules. Now hurry." With a defeated sigh a small hand weaves through my hair and slowly one by one she unties the bands. As she finished the right side she turns my head the opposite direction and continues.

Subconsciously I snuggle more closer and fall into another slumber...

OLIVIA

Lucifer slept literally on top of me; I think my chest has deflated!

"They still look gorgeous." Damon winks my way and I realised I said it aloud. Throwing my spatula at his head, he ducks and laughs it off.

It's the weekend and he's dressed in a white shirt with navy blue pants paired with sneakers. Speak of professionalism and pure sexiness mixed in one.

"I need to learn how to make these" Damon swallows a mouthful of pancakes as I drizzle maple syrup on mine and make my way towards the table.

By the way, in exchange of breakfast he's going to let me drive his Jeep Wrangler next week.

"In your dreams - Luciferrrr" I let out a yelp as I slip all too dramatically and pull down the open bottle of syrup and the tray of eggs as well. I curl up and feel a little pain on my lower back and buttocks.

Huffing in annoyance, I stand and slip again due to the slippery surface but this time hit my arm on the edge of the island.

Feeling a prick of tears about to fall, I strand him in the kitchen slamming the door to my room and enter the bathroom in defeat.

My arm pained and my clothes were decorated in food items and so was my hair, all thanks to Lucifer.

Paybackwill be a bitch; and that's a promise...

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